Light up, light up the altar Candle

Light up, light up thyself

Candlelight extensively bursting into flames

Aroused by what slumbers between the coiling flame

Spitting and screaming his appearance is long since distorted

A whirl centric roams

Edged and by a thousand Eyes escorted

Worlds will collide Masak Mavdil is awaking through the mirrors lap

Lean your chest into the whirl

Dive through the back

Worlds will collide onward to the precipice

Into the greatest labyrinth of all

To mount the throne from which wisdom reins

And to fetch this existence fall

Keep on pushing forward from the tree of Life

Towards the tree of knowledge

I hold both

Fruit and key

I have seen Qulielfi

The tunnel that does match

Be aware of that knowledge is an altar that lies arcane

And of that that dark is Deep

Able to become your bane

Be aware of that acquaintance with him who hides Shemhamforash

Won't guarantee a blessing

Malkuth - beware I came from the womb

The mirror has become your festering wound

Malkuth, hide your face in shame

The essence of the mirror through me brought in human shape