When I close my eyes I imagine the horror... I inhale narcotic zephyres and venomous ethers I'm prisoner into the inferno of my imagination... Asphyxiated by my desires and dreams, when the black sunset falls I penetrate the sacred kabbalah for it's golden paths Where I hear the frost symphony of a lugubrious organ... However, withdrawn of vile human faces I glimpsed bloody beautiful spirits Drugged and lost into my self by oriental strange incenses Between psychotic rhombus and shining spirals. I walk o'er gardens of rotten stench fetus and decayed skulls Avid for finding the mysterious source of the Occult Light... I raise my spirit upon the astral airs of the ten sephiraths Of supreme knowledge: from ancestral tree of life and death. I crossed the majestic portals of: Malkuth, Yesod, Hod, Netzah And the fire skies of: Tiphereth, Geburah, Hesed, Binah, Hochmah, 'Til my arrival to the remote wrap apex of Kether's Crown Where I can see the golden flame burning forever in my spirit.