Open the mouth of ages nocturnalized For so long was the silence of Her Bloodtears of unspoken suffering Meander down Her wrinkled cheeks
Her woods – are my limbs Her soil – is my flesh Her oceans – my blood Her mountains – my shrines
So cold is Her glance And even colder Her touch She bleeds upon us Her gore infected
From thousand wounds She bleeds Even in anguish She’s so sublime
For all Her rivers – are my veins Her nucleus – my heart That feels the pain,for She cries Yet, Her wisdom still sublime in my eyes …my watery eyes
Her final breath shall erase the vultures
I reach through the maelstrom of the chaos prime To summon the twilight of all divinities to come Now behold the colossal stronghold of night The coronation and enthronement of the ancient might
Their idols` severed heads shall be Her reward After the last of the angels succumb to Her sword