I knocked on Heaven's Door and it opened wide
The earth saw and pined made my path a slippery slide
Spewed onto entergalatic circle so dark and iced
Still she followed me to the edge to inflict the Marks of Christ
"Earth stop hassling the elect, do you not dred His mounting wrath?"
"Quit resisting the crown and the bearing to the true path!"
His voice a light and breath the heat driving ice as water down the precipice.
