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