Before him, a red light
Flames from fire set in benighted wildness
Natural resemblance made from the meeting

Devoted to the crowed mighty one

Go under the dark swales of earth

To the mournful chambers of sad hell
Cross the un-harvested sea of pulsing with lights


Under our roots
Years were banished
From the deep continent

Our home on Acheron's shore
Gaze the black Tartaros


Out of our roots
Our bodies gaze the stars
How long the beauty last!

Till soul fall down
The "rock" of the life-chain


Branches are the heavens
Around our limbs
We embrace the unchain universe