Build a temple from the white stone

Let it not have neither end nor the beginning

Take a sword to your hands

And in this way look for the entrance

There you will find the snake

And grasping it sacrifice it

And enter

Sun is hidden in a star

East in the west

Artist in a masterpiece

With a contribution of grace

You will be returned and led back

To your native land

You will find yourself

When heaven sun

And Luna descend

Joining the opposites

Worship the gold