Devotion! It shines through the silver dawn Hold me as a bleed myself It's like a circle around me I need a storm to break it all down Redeemer from wretchedness From misery and blame Bow to living darkness A numinous glare What's left is raw and pure The pulse of creation The meaning's concealed Unless you hit the core Procedamus ne omnes submergamur Holiness that I am breathing Crawling upon these white walls of truth Embrace the essence of all things A numinous glare But what is life? Illusive cage in which one must die And what is perfect truth? It grows in the wells of dense cold dimensions Awake, arise, grow or be fallen forever Devotion is the light in the labirynth of self-deceit Let me drink from the infinite treasure of death A trance of flames where I reject seeing tomorrow Through me is the way to the kingdom of woe Through me is the way to death and sorrow eternal Where your own eyes will see the very essence of cause Where you would have answers to the mysteries of divine intentions