Matter Hill is what your mind with your blood and flesh and your spirit and eternity and your ideas and vibrations show you and tell you to go, you say
So is that Hill Matter Hill is that where you want to go? You want to crawl there you want to creep and climb there? Is that Matter Hill is that where you are headed?
some say there’s life some say there’s death and there’s even a guide book to get you there; and some say the trees burn there and demand you cast a finger for each tongue of flame
some voice calls some mystery beckons, you say; you heard some hideous scream in the smooth wet of your night and a prophecy who must go to the Hill to Matter Hill
O is that Hill Matter Hill is there where you must no matter what, you must go? Because you heard a voice tell you so: Go to Matter Hill no matter what And you heard the inmates of the Soul Sanatorium saying: There lies a Gorgon there she will turn you into stone And you said to them: Do not look into my eyes for I will turn you into ash
But what does your heart say? What does your mind say in spite of all the claims and the declamations and revelations? O is Matter Hill is that where you want to go with your wild eyes and blood-***** fire-smoothed hair?
Is that where your sweetheart lives? on Matter Hill? does she whisper **** tales? does she hover like a Mystical Being and beckon you in fog and mist and in moonlight and also in the darkest of nights?
is that Hill Matter Hill that ****** blood painted hill is that where no matter what is that where you want to go?