A true Herald of the religion called House,
Should spiritually be tied by the following bounds.
As a shepherd protectively tends his flock,
The following has to be as solid as rock.
Inspire the ones which tend to be shy,
Not daring to move to the beats that go by.
Unaware of the force that lies within,
Till their corporeality starts to swing.
Not long after ones soul will follow,
The mind loses grip on yesterday and tomorrow.
The inhibition which once forced to held back,
Relieved like the world's weight off atlas's neck.
Once these ingredients of being are truly aligned,
The avatar of their existence will faithfully shine.
So uphold these commandments of our church,
And find lost souls may end their search.
