I recall the traces of the fading flame (the great darkness) that was in the beginning I seek in the brightness of the dark And in moonlit night Beneath the Veil lies the Grand Illusion Hidden from them who cannot embrace the Light Only we who devote ourselves to You can become as wise as snakes And as we are facing North We realize our own illusion
Master of the All Grace us with thy presence And grant us the keys To the Gates of thy wisdom
The flame under the Star burns relentlessly And uphold the chalice in his name Hail the Light!