Vaste stellate, virgo omnis malefici, Est hospes mirus se in sinum tuum. tuam custodi, tempestate ignem arce, Quem non potes. Lucifer! Venit mortis! Revolution! Far the sky, Far the heavens, Where once I died, To my hymen... ..with a star... for the open sky... where the never dared to come... The rays of the linking the spheres... the comets... During my journeys, With glory and pride, I celebrate the day you become my bride. To rape the shining stars in the secrets of the light. The starred delights will my soul to insanity. Rapturous frightening the God of Light. I the flowers of the sky, The of stars embosomed in His Creation, But the starlit ocean will not quench my thirst for their I the wine of a thousand suns. Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus, Dominus sabaoth, Pleni sunt caelum et terra tua. in excelsis. You are the light, I am the flame, The blow of my thoughts unburns me And I am but cannot die. The divine has deserted the your pain is multuplied in the prism Of my lust by the stars. The burns at its paroxism. To rape the shining stars in the of the dying light. The delights will enrapture my soul to insanity. Rapturous elevation the God of Light. I was the Morningstar, from the night... God of Lie, I am the of Darkness, The Star of Mourning the light of salvation. O Domine, nobis vim, ut eum oppugnemus. In nos luminem perpetuum iube. You took the in my eyes When I was of light. You take delights in my For I am dying but die. entrusting the flame to a celestial abyss, I will get of screaming and of pain, And the silence and the night will at last unto me. Far the sky, Far beneath the Where before I died, To my hymen... a star!