Vaste oceane stellate, virgo malefici, Est mirus se mergens 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... Heading for the sky... the flames never dared to come... The rays of the moon the spheres... the comets... During my journeys, With glory and pride, I celebrate the day When you my bride. To rape the shining stars in the of the dying 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 glowing I drained the wine of a suns. Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus, Dominus sabaoth, Pleni sunt caelum et terra tua. in excelsis. You are the light, I am the flame, The freezing blow of my thoughts me And I am dying but die. The divine has the altar Where your pain is in the prism Of my lust by the stars. The delight at its paroxism. To rape the shining stars in the of the dying light. The starred delights will enrapture my to insanity. Rapturous frightening the God of Light. I was the Morningstar, Embowered the night... God of Lie, I am the of Darkness, The Star of Mourning Hunting the of salvation. O Domine, Dona vim, ut eum oppugnemus. In nos perpetuum fundi iube. You took the fire in my When I was of light. You delights in my cries For I am but cannot die. entrusting the flame to a celestial abyss, I get drunk of screaming and of pain, And the and the night will move at last unto me. Far the sky, Far the heavens Where before I died, To my hymen... a star!