I hear the woe
The crown of nature's filth
The endless source

The force of Navel's realms

The Navel of the world, the center of silence

A dynamic source of hate and decay
Universal rage
Like a vortex with never ending flames

A fount of gnosis in our hands...

Exiled for aeons like a slave without his birth

A heart of nothing in the center of the Earth
The resurrection of the cosmic holocaust
A sign of a universe beneath the human kind


A blessed ground with the energy of gods
An equilibrium of present and past

Sophisticated themes for the next arrival
A cryptic dimension that centralizes...


The whole of ion soil... the ebon fields of Nemesis
A mouth of holiness between the spheres of Hades


I hear the woe
The crown of nature's filth
The endless source

The force of Navel's realms

The balance of the cross, a sacred dimension

A systematic revolution of storms
The Intercosmic creation
As the oxygen imbued the Eternal Source


A sign between the eldest realms
A cyclone with the force of Hell

The infernal devotion
A land that was blessed with curses from the space


To protecting us, to realize, to believe, to feel again...