Behold, the skull-bearer - The one who illuminates the sacred balance, He has returned, Black stars mark his way through the eons – Lie down and he will sever your ties, His dance – the movements that lack directional Orientation, in trance – The intensity of ecstatic stimulation, Immersed in frenzy – Submerge and feel the pure, unrestricted force, Feel the force vibrating through spirit, Re-behold the black stars, For they embody the essence of thunderbolt
Behold, the architects – The creators of passages That connect all the spheres and worlds, Like swirling hexagrams above the skull-bearer – The absolute halo is awakening, their dance – The diversity of movements that pierces all the Limitations, in ecstasy – Penetrate through the somnolent flames that form The circle of bliss immersed in frenzy – submerge and Feel the pure, unrestricted force, at last, Touch the trident and feel yourself as a skeleton