Move away from the blowing winds

Between the columns from the Chthonian Temple

Fall upon thee the glaring light of the great Sun

That exile in the islands beyond the sea murmurs

The deadly burden, unbearable,

invisible dim in the tank of the night

Immemorial

Thou shalt come, without the glaring light

With oblations to the Demigods from the Bóthros

Thou shalt come, between animals and gods, extinct giants

Thou shalt come, blazing swords protected by deal! stars

Now on your lapis lazuli scepter

will brandish never seen before dimensions.

Immemorial