I've entered shafts with mirrors at their botton that reflect the earth In awe I saw a palace reared in glory, inside a great feast followed by Orfea's lyre
The guest are waltzing, attending the spell Of his majestic tune, it's mesmerizing swell The king stands in pride, my dobbelganger If I could dwell forever to breath thy entombed air
I am hunted by my will, everlasting desire, the uppermost pure feel Surrendered to the moments of immortality As I taste it's crimson essence, I accept my destiny
All the humans are parts of the realm of stars the origin of human souls Every human being is a microcosmos, a macrocosmic piece An astral body is the flesh of dreams that survives and conquers death