What remains from Earth below Is to celebrate in suspicion Some shame never forgotten Terrene weapons never rot This body is a menace Cosmocenotaphic spirit pulse Pray for us to join your chants When stellar dust dissolved Restores the sphere to black Yet behold the sphere illuminated Speak no evil word, fear no curse bygone Restrain! The charriot is coming! See the sphere illuminated A new burden for the sun The wolf is coming back! The charriot is coming! Sól, irate sibling My burden is embraced With this horizon drawn, I am one prey to be haunted And I bow to your light as I am it I am you Eternally.