Witchcraft is full of the dark power of the soul
Without a bottom, the abyss will spit in my eyes
How bizarre is the interplay of light and shadow
I feel the connection between the world and the night

I live fat black holes
Giving birth to the fire of the treasures of the world
Embodiing yourself in a harmonious system
Boiling blood in a cosmic vein
Knowledge bestowing source

The world of movements of feelings broken
Connected with me by a network of threads
Fates weaving a web
Into the fabric of cosmic doctrine
The essence of revealing secret patterns
private and general

Understanding the Laws of the Hidden Universe
Whilst in the tiles of the bark of a tree
In a waterfall flying with stormy foam
In the ocean, gliding like an ancient lizard
Weaving the web of fate
Day and night