I've covered insidious curved into the universe
In the mirror full of the four elements
Inside abstract backgrounds, pictograms of light...
Where amazed eyes noticed my shadow
Far from my short existence
I've learnt the lost languages
Sacred truths buried in Agarthi for centuries
In front of the Demiurge,
Over many black lines...

I walk along the steep path,
Between insanity and my life
Ineffable, volatile track,
Mirror of sense in my hands
Forgotten, Vortex revolving through the tims
Create! The Mystical Blind
He can see everything in His dark Fate.

I feel coming up the boiling cauldron
Generating shapeless figures
Mystical symbols embedded among themselves
In an ancient and solemn plan
I've perceived Ineffable's voice
Fill the empty with the sound of your thunder
A reign for the time which goes by...

Pandora's vase yet in the kiln
The names of high hierarchies
Whisper me the truths of the world
Mould my earth with your vibration
And with the black waters which closed in
Open your insane creation.

One masturbation of infinite grace
The Dawn of Devils and Gods
The perfect circle
In which none shades
Impressive, pleasure-seeking Lord
Destined to know and see
As the prophetic plan wants
A titanic supremacy.

You possess the first page
Of the work written by Toth
The microcosm
In which your sons have fought.

One masturbation of infinite grace
The Dawn of Devils and Gods
The perfect circle
In which none shades
Impressive, pleasure-seeking Lord
Destined to know and see
As the prophetic plan wants
A titanic supremacy.

Order the raising of the groun
... which produces...
... the first Boundary...

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