Looking above, I saw myself beneath,
Looking beyond, I saw myself within,
Then it dawned on me I am not to be to be
I have to be empty to be filled.

Looking within, I found myself without
Looking for you, I found myself
Then I realized the knowledge of self is the key

I've been buried in pride
Having fun with filth
Cleaning their speckled eyes
Yet I'm blind beyond
How can I give in lack

Now emptied to be filled
Now following to lead
Now sinking but to rise above self
The knowledge of self is the key.