[INTRO — whispered female voices] Before the word Before the name Before the spark Became the flame... [MALE VOICE — reverential] There was a doorway. [CHOIR — enormous] MYSTIC VAGINA! [RIFF] [VERSE 1] Temple of becoming Threshold of the known Where the flesh remembers It never grew alone Mystery within us Older than desire Darkness giving shelter To the possibility of fire [PRE-CHORUS] Not obscene Not profane Life arriving Life again [CHORUS] MYSTIC VAGINA Portal of becoming MYSTIC VAGINA Hear creation humming From the hidden To the seen Through the doorway In between MYSTIC VAGINA [VERSE 2] Priests may build their temples Kings may guard their thrones Mystics climb their mountains Seeking what is known But every bloody one of them Who ever drew a breath Came naked through the mystery Between the void and death [BREAKDOWN — spoken] No committee. No doctrine. No strategic plan. Just... Life. Finding a way To become Here. [CHOIR — distant] More... Life... Here... [BRIDGE] And in the clinic hallway Under fluorescent hum With clipboard hands and cheap coffee We all came from the same drum No crown, no clean explanation No grand design in sight Just bodies making futures In the middle of the night [FINAL CHORUS — absurdly magnificent] MYSTIC VAGINA Threshold of creation MYSTIC VAGINA Holy incarnation I was born to break your hymen. Matter into mystery Mystery into skin The universe Keeps finding ways... To get in. [FINAL HIT] MYSTIC! VAGINA!
