… And as my limbs laid rotting in the valleys of black and blight, I saw a burning angel descend from a burning throne To fill my toothless mouth with its burning blood And prophesized new life upon my mouldered bones And I awoke to find; past and future mute and blind Fucked dead outside the Instant’s wide opened door And I remembered Eternity as a beastly god Recollecting itself in the midst of its heart Swallowing itself as myself as in I In the shameless drunkenness of Mnemosyne’s wine In which I can’t possibly discern Where begins the man and ends the divine
(Se, himlen brister nu upp för Avgrundens tunga Igenom dina grova ögonlock och lamslagna skam Våldtäktssol bränner Lagens ordföljd till våldtäktsmening Hamrar utomförskap in i den ouroboriska cirkelns mitt Att sjunga den svarta Simurgens spegelbild Över horisonternas uppskurna lår Och kedja elementens stönande blickar Till Mordbrandens extatiska polstjärna)
.:. And the burning I ascended unto a burning throne From where my lidless eye beheld a burning world As the flames sang in unison a single terrible word And nothing else was heard .:.