The scourge Shall not pass through the entrance Of shelter The legislator Light Is flowing through us Washing off our shame dispersing our sins Get down On your knees And behold the clairvoyant queen The voice now shall lead us Through the wastelands to slaying our foes Enthrone the rightful successor Untie the knot on your neck Crucify the scornful liar Let the lymph of this world incinerate impious creep This force is bestowed upon you so behold remember and do All you frantic rage gave birth to all afflictions So let me lay down in your heart wrapped up in calm On glorious wings we invoked We glide through the night with our enemies writhing beaded on our spiritual spears Straight to the end!