Res occulta in immensum regnat Velat nostros oculos Lenta nostra anima Celer peccatum
Res occulta abdita protegit atque Imago consternat flammas Ab calore veritatis lucisque
Res occulta in immensum regnat Velat nostros oculos Nimis pilchras ad homines
Res occulta abdita protegit atque Imago consternat flammas Lenta nostra anima Celer peccatum
Like a corpse on a throne An iron crown symbol of it's blindness Power and will with no control The need for life and desires burning like fire
Samaya is far from human strength The secret unveils to the one who see His will a sword on his hand His sight a flame on his crown Lost are the debris of his mortality