As I awake from flying,
A line of fear appears to me,
I stood there not able to move.
Fearless I bow down before thee,
A slave I am and always will be
Because nothing that I will do will help.

Before thee I stand,
I do not move,
I do not breath,
I am just standing,
High above the world,
Praying,
Quietly,
Slowly,
Praying.