From the wounds of the hydra
Emerged an eye within an eye
From the gaze of the basilisk

Arose the brightness of destroyed worlds

Thunder alchemy

A tone dancing violently
Thunder alchemy
Herald of the secret doctrine and the voice of silence


Thunder alchemy
A tone dancing violently

Thunder alchemy
Blessing the seeker with an infinite dimension


And the world froze on its feet
Upon fading time
Blessing this wisdom

In the form of a conquered mind
Like a tray full of most ghastly spirits


Spewing the chronic of all existing realities
That reveals the song of the nightingale
And unveils the secret doctrine and the voice of silence


Like eternity wrapped within a cube
With voracious appetite to echo oneself

In forms of thunder and darkness
In order to make way to the room of throne
Under the all-seeing and watchful eye


Thunder alchemy
A tone dancing violently

Herald of the secret doctrine and the voice of silence