Fecundates the vastness of the Abyss in this basin
He dispels the darkness of him who betrays me in the proud shelter of my cross.
I call on your help in the womb, the oracle of the eternal who gathers upon the power of the waters.
It raises confusion, chaos and blood on the hidden top of the 'Sinai' the rebellious muse aônia the inept spirit.
It protects the revenge of the men who reared the evil seduction.
It raises the perennial glory of the celestial aboba, of this chalice and restores the temple cachões of a sea of fire.
Far from the exalted God burns the undulating fire that plagues the plains of heaven.
The dubious, priceless, atrocious at the dawn of my blood, fills my pride.
Divide the bread over the gloomy plane of the blood that manifests the body
Under the sword of the Knights Templar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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