Valleys Fertile and Peaks Barren lyrics

Ye who loath, and wish for position of higher rank

In society's realm of surrealism and illusion

That seek wealth and exception, a pitiless prank

To despise lowers, recieve this one contusion

The summit is high and always risking a fall

Always standing on faultering ground unsure

Then from this foolish hope make withdrawl

For false illusion or face there is no cure

Humility is the light, happiness its shadow do

Tis greater treasures the poor will easily see

Their concerns less, of greater value and true

The greener pasture we strive to seek actively

Dishonour is not with them that try this way

Material possessions many coffers bring distress

Once seraphic and whole but now only dismay

Kindness and sharing thwart impending duress

Living in valleys fertile and peaks barren...