Below The Tree Of Life

In a flamed abyss, into a maelstrom of the deepest caves
Here below the tree of life
Moving dark blocks of rubble
Touching the mighty wings, whirl between nine candles of fate!
Awakening amongst abdomens and rites
The dense air of the halls and the well's screams in the ancient tongues of wood.

Twirling amongst everlasting calls
The underwater gap on the bloodied torn tree on life
The echo of the demon's chants strides like kisses of death
Below, the timeless vapor, and the depth of united thoughts.

Through the nine candles of fate
The designs of the walls of time are endless in moving images
An innocent reflection of the white lady's laughter
This is the mighty power in a bordeless image of the ancient
Here, below - the frozen walls weep reaching immensity
Crowded mothers fade in the distance, and the leaves reach for the horizon.

Mixed ashes within elements, the underwater lava forms paths
When the soul begins to burn returning to the roots of being.

The tears of ecstasy sculpture the countenance
The screams strangle shapes
Pillars of faces flowing in a victorious conversion
Sacred elements of the abyss Kataxu!
I remember! Being born many a time, living ruddinessof the worlds!
I, the bringer of dusk
Glorifying the most cruel of wisdoms
Creating ages of tyranny in the midst of a short life
Infiltrating worlds full of religion and incarnations
With innocence my robe of scarlet is moistened
Mechanical faces of envy; balls in cycles of a lighted demise
Caverns of my aura in a vortex of the deepest caves
Rouge wafts of melancholy
Awakening with poison of sweet catacombs
Breathe the shadows into the space of horizon!
This is the Reich arising from the war drawn path
Through the solar line of the division of the two suns
Towards the top of the center of madness
Through the solar line of comets at the countless stars of chaos
Now, the machine of time counts back the falls for the violent victory
Now, with a proud march through the thirteenth planet stomp upon the pearls of the disease.