A feather for a shell, a cluster for Eternity
Tremble and tear the pathway to the Kether
Fearless yet boundless, victorious
The breed of Ophis reborn, betrothed.
I hold thee in my hands, once more
O silver Mask of Death beyond Death
I shall wear thee with utmost pride!
A feather for a heart, the velvet Gate
Whence Naught is All once more,
The Gargantuan Hammer of Cosmos
I hath become, Malleus Animae Mundi.
Dense and indestructible, yet dust and bleached bones
As my Temples erect and Yesod is bleeding,
I weep for the torn heart of the Child,
As my gaze vaporizes millions within my palm.
Raze the mountains and burn them before me,
Nor King or a Queen shall remain,
For no vows can seal my grasp,
For no mortal man can weave my names.
The fragrance of Dantelion once more,
Poisons and shatters the Tombs of the Stars.
A river for a drop, as the Universe stands still,
I hath become Death, I hath become Crown,
I hath become Key, I hath become, Life.