Namaste my temple
The mighty temple, the last standing temple
I say to you there is nothing greater than you temple of wisdom
You desire mercy, not sacrifice
Peace not commotion, love and not hate
Behold I enter the temple of wisdom
For blessed are my eyes for they see the great calabash and the beautiful flames of incense that surrounds it
Blessed are my ears, for they hear the sound of the enchanting mantras that cleanse the soul from all evil
Oh temple ring the bells, temple coach me love
Temple gash me down, temple display to me light
Temple bleed my veins, temple take me away
Temple sink me, temple drink me
Temple oh temple!
You are my daily life and religion, absent you I call no place home
You are my entire world and a very fine one too
I will never lack mantra and incense to serve you for the great calabash is so demanding