Vaste oceane stellate, virgo malefici, Est hospes mirus se in sinum tuum. tuam custodi, tempestate arce, non restinguere potes. Venit ! angelus mortis ! Luciferian ! Far the sky, Far the heavens, Where before I died, To my hymen... ..with a star... Heading for the sky...where the flames dared to come... The rays of the linking the spheres...the comets... During my journeys, With celestial and pride, I will the day When you my bride. To the shining stars in the secrets of the light. The starred delights will my to insanity. elevation frightening the God of Light. I tear the of the sky, The of stars embosomed in His Creation, But the starlit will not quench my thirst for their nectar : I drained the wine of a suns. Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus, deus sabaoth, Pleni sunt caelum et gloria tua. in excelsis. You are the light, I am the flame, The blow of my thoughts me And I am but cannot die. The divine has the altar Where pain is multiplied in the prism Of my witnessed by the stars. The delight at its paroxism. To the shining stars in the secrets of the light. The starred delights will my to insanity. elevation frightening the God of Light. I was the Morningstar, Embowered the night... God of Lie, I am the of Darkness, the Star of the light for salvation. O Domine, Dona vim, ut eum oppugnemus. In nos luminem fundi iube. You took the fire in my When I was of light. You take delights from my For I am dying but die. While the flame to a abyss, I will get of screaming and of pain, And the and the night move at last unto me. Far the sky, Far the heavens, Where once I died, To my hymen... a star !