Before the outpouring of transient worlds the Vast Darkness was in Itself He was not, and I in Him in a rest of perfect Darkness
Still-born existence, rejoicing in a pitch-black womb Death was yet to deliver this child
Before the Great Sea overflowed... when the pillars collided the Vast Darkness in Itself in a paradox existence, where the creative principle are of Itself a lidless eye opened Itself in the emptiness - Death fell ...yet there is hope for all...
the still-born spirit rests with Gods in a Sterile Triad, before the ' joins - in deathless Death, that life has not yet touched redemption is delivered, through the bliss of the Lord
He was not, and none in Him... in a rest of perfect Darkness still-born worlds, once potent in pitch black womb Death delivers the childTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.