Your ruins rise from the sea, covered with white coral
An high tower on the weaves, hidden by ancient creatures of foam
Sad Destiny of the world, submerged by Flame's will
I hear the tunes never written, they sing the Infinity
Missing in Galaxies' deeds...
Ablazed gallery, bring me on the way
Where Angels of Death disclose the Seven Gates
In the presence of Osiris the ship sets sail
It travels in the caves of one thousand Fates

Inside the underground Reign
Teach me the rules of the great Constellation
Where waters sleep and your music is created.
My foreign land, beaker of holy balance
I know the treasons of the turquoise tide
Which crossed over the cobweb of the streets
It tarnished the eyes of youngs like an axe
The baleful talon crossed out you

The thunder comes from the great Dark
From the thin tale of the white colony
The marble Temple is still too far
It rests in my prophetic dream
The thunder comes from the great Dark
From the thin tale of the white colony
The marble Temple is still too far
It rests in my prophetic dream

In the pale light of the leaden sunset, beated off by earthly thought
Where figures leave their sharpness, where Star contains its sacred otherworld

Cut into my chest the shining letters
Which testifies to your existence
Leviathan guards to your life forever
He closes in upon your real distance

Seventh Star in the hand of universe, I've heard your bagpipes playing
Unpropitious place of ancient knowledge, I'm devoted to your mute chastity

Giant of the Earth are the birth of your time
Hermits and heroes fathers of dominion
Rape me, charming ageless island, I can read on your emerald books