For a myriad ages untold I have seeked for celestial harmony,
handling star-drawn forces as naught.
Clothed in a web of illusive shades,
mocking the nitwits I rode the superior blaze.

The immeasurable cosmos was mine to explore,
and I wandered trough countless existences.
Sucking the predacious essence of carnal sin
I witnessed the vortex of nocuous cruelties.

In all Neptune's tempestuous seas I the scion of the fathomless depths
was blessed with the solemn gift of unfolding the unconcious mysteries.
All the secrets yet to unveil by the circles of time became evident before my inner eye...
And in blasphemic clearness I perceived the penetrating future of our cosmic vehicle.

I may shape the nightly shadows of Mandragora's domain.
To shelter from the world's sight.
I may set new limits for my dimensional existence,
to effortlessly transcend the gates of mortality...

I experienced the spiritual metamorphosis
which led me to the fundamental antagonism between all infinite cryptic fountains
and the sightless ignorance of human kind.
In a world devoured by blindness and falsity the phantom's defying laughter was mine...

(Part two: a new appearance is rising)
Baptized in a fire-ring's flames the cosmic forces still unfold before me.
An omnipotence obscure to mortal beeings pours through all my innerself.
I have become the thrice-gifted demiurg, the most ancient eyesight of the universe.
The unnumbered times I entered the fire of the stars
finally formed a deep-written stigma into my eternity's appearance.