O holy fire serpent
Where are you, winding reptile...?
That poison the purest sentiment!
Immortal! Is it in your black trace?

In search of the God Baal pantheon's delight
The symbol of obssession of the holy oracle
Your long horns around the fire
And your wings on the water

Your magnific tail hugging the holy chalice
Compress the cure of the cheated people
In search of delight
Tenuous on the stone of the philosophers!

Jacim...Boaz...
The water... The fire...
The light... The darkness...
Oh serpent of the Oracle!

Nailed your prays in your imaginary
And open your imense wings
To the abbey...
Blowing the ashes from the poet the infinite
To scarch... The pain!

Below the Astral Sunshine
The star that falls on the skyline
And dies... And rises...
A golden Sunrise into the temple!

Antenae the ancient misery of his horns
The origin of the face and the link while
The evil
Bellow the staff of the mystic caduceus
Of the eternal life... The fleshy Sacrifice!

The fallen star
The astral light of the father mithras
The most sublime solar-phallikrás light
Where are you glorious serpent?

Kundaline... guard us under your look
Marked for your victories!
Search and rise your wings
A breath of death... A golden bow!

We are southern warriors
Of bows and arrows
Spears and swords... come to us!
Here, in the woods of pain and past

Oh kundaline!

Kundaline... you have breath the Sunshine
You breath the bastards light through the planets

As well as the Cartepillar and the serpent
Choose the most beautiful leaves
For to deposite it's eggs

The priest launches his curse
Upon the most beautiful things
Prisions are made with bricks of law
Brothel with bricks of religion
No one bird or serpent flies too much high
As soon as flies with its own wings

The water... The fire...
The light... The dark...

The rises... The Dies...