Raising my head to yell my life out Standing naked, strained as a dying warm With body of light glearning like my disquet With miriads of stars not-to-be-seen Here to cry the glossy anguish Of souls dwelling in darkness that fell My throat is DAATH, the seal is breaking ZONAI screaming the vows of frozen winds Of shapes winged - we should be left behind We lightnings turned into pillars Torn into shreds, in stillborn screams Trembling with woes of flery cycles PAZ - to be as they Yea, I say, to be as they On oath and order to be heard A sigil and cypher to be seen OL SONUF VAORESAJI And that's the truth, you will taste it... Etheric dimensions of cocoon sleepers Waters, Earthes and Fyres not given to us Mumbling the calls of Aires alone Laying the tablets carved in flesh