You master of the hundred vivid fires,
You will surely understand
How insane is to provoke power of dark,
But if you dare to do it
Let guardian of the infinites have mercy for you
Because we are merciless.
Take the sword and put the goblet
On that sacred altar covered with a black flax.
Let the knife absorb the nectar
You must throw yourself in black tunnel
To gather the seeds of wind and throw them all around
When will you come? time is not important
Place doesn't have a meaning.
This is time, place is everywhere.
I'll come from water, pick up the sword
And look for the goblet and while drinking from it,
I'll stab it into the stomach of great mother
So that chosen one could be reborn with sword in his hand
If you are with me there's no power in the world
Which stops you to seize me under the dark infinites.
The word of mine can have a beginning
But it's without end,
Nothing has begun and everything finished.
