Hear me, You who hold the fate of stars in hand, before Creation's eye I stand, my soul set free in Summerland!
Mighty the strands of the universe A chaosvoid's tomb of dead worlds Hark! What? Divinity flows in your heart, cat it alight - the seed of all art
Slowly reborn from a sunless state of mind Silent, your fool! Thine words are untrue - remember Endymion's crestfallen tears Serene art the gods, yet pain is their way He touched by the heavens, his hellfire nears
Free now your heavenly body of air!
Come bathe in the rays of the all-seeing one, holding the fate of all life in both hands; Breathing new life-force like goldmade from sand
My winged steed of moonlight, black stallion of Thunder We rode above the greenish Earth and tore the green asunder But what you left bleeding Destroyed a soulforsaken world And your deeds of sharp silver Decoyed a mindforsaken herd
A duet of shadows, a duet of thoughts; Of beings we feed with the dust of our thoughts Residing within us, the twofold wheel of life Of insight created: a triad of Jewels