Into love you will be distilled

Experiences always provide
Eternal questions of how we're fulfilled;
The masters of true living abide
By the paths of subtle discretion and skill.
Stripped of illusions the mind divides,
Into love you will be distilled.

The masters of true living abide
By the paths of subtle discretion and skill;
Realize the things which hatred hides
And severs one from Creation's build;
Stripped of illusions the mind divides,
Into love you will be distilled.

Realize the things which hatred hides
And severs one from Creation's build;
As paranoia and instinct collide
It's common to be distinctly willed.
Stripped of illusions the mind divides,
Into love you will be distilled.

As paranoia and instinct collide
It's common to be distinctly willed;
Instead reach out for the joy which guides,
The recompense for pure blood spilled.
Stripped of illusions the mind divides,
Into love you will be distilled.