Behold, the skull-bearer - The one who illuminates the sacred balance, He has returned, Black stars mark his way through the eons - Lie down and he will sever your ties, His dance - the movements that lack directional Orientation, in trance - The intensity of ecstatic stimulation, Immersed in frenzy - Submerge and feel the pure, unrestricted force, Feel the force vibrating through spirit, Re-behold the black stars, For they embody the essence of thunderbolt Behold, the architects - The creators of passages That connect all the spheres and worlds, Like swirling hexagrams above the skull-bearer - The absolute halo is awakening, their dance - The diversity of movements that pierces all the Limitations, in ecstasy - Penetrate through the somnolent flames that form The circle of bliss immersed in frenzy - submerge and Feel the pure, unrestricted force, at last, Touch the trident and feel yourself as a skeleton