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Tetragrammaton is pulverized among ruins and death

From a new age of pain emerges, and the light goes off.

The flame is rising, deleting the false light

In the majesty of the catharsis of the purifying fire

The cycle is finally inverted

The Sephirot are falling in the cycle of destruction.

Ice melts and everything burns, opening the eye of the consciousness

The principle (beginning) is born in the womb of time

My will has the strength, of the unconditional void

I pass through the black Gates.

My path was lost in the light, shattered, but your flame gave strength to my steps.

Swallowing me, in your void where everything is absolute

As the sun is for the earth!