I hear the woe The crown of nature's filth The endless source The force of Navel's realms The Navel of the world, the center of silence A dynamic source of hate and decay Universal rage Like a vortex with never ending flames A fount of gnosis in our hands... Exiled for aeons like a slave without his birth A heart of nothing in the center of the Earth The resurrection of the cosmic holocaust A sign of a universe beneath the human kind A blessed ground with the energy of gods An equilibrium of present and past Sophisticated themes for the next arrival A cryptic dimension that centralizes... The whole of ion soil... the ebon fields of Nemesis A mouth of holiness between the spheres of Hades I hear the woe The crown of nature's filth The endless source The force of Navel's realms The balance of the cross, a sacred dimension A systematic revolution of storms The Intercosmic creation As the oxygen imbued the Eternal Source A sign between the eldest realms A cyclone with the force of Hell The infernal devotion A land that was blessed with curses from the space To protecting us, to realize, to believe, to feel again...