“I rested on the banks of the river last night. Loneliness has not existed at all. Conversing with the memories of Ethereal, I could have seen and heard.” Like a leap back into Time More ancient than the known Ego Sulphurous but innocent ancestral memory Of a Past with a frail Future Enough of carnal emotion completes me The Summit is still remote In the clouds its splendor dominates I position the wedges and gain consciousness Waiting is Life and d**h Ours is the choice to follow and to nurse it Sun and Moon distant lovers Guardians of our darkest days Devoted to splitting up the idea of Infinite Unripe is the blood heat wasted In the glacial Word if ignorant and insane Conversing with the Ethereal As gruesome is Fate, flowing As free is Soul flying, intangible. Fragment of a comet free in an unknown hemisphere Gaze with your eyes at all the Cosmos, all the temples from here to the Future Turn your two tearful stars to the sky burning with human plague The master pa**ing for the servant The immortal dying Souls are bathing in the humus of horror In this stare something exists… The Viper. Grave in the abyss Reborn from the dark heart of the deserts Walls soaked in the most Ancient Tyrants Blood Archaic call of flesh The path is gilded now Step by step it’s the earth heat It changes every way into creeping …. They are the Nothingness Ghosts Dull yelling, charming hymn Resounds with the echo of the damned Where outstretched hands are like piercing spears Wandering charmers of Nothingness Relentless Void, Burning outrage The dance of Gods beats time to human beings Helpless slavery, ancestral awe Light is like Fire, it burns within And devours everything belonging to being Prayer? Portal. Word? Power. Sweet to hearing is the Ethereal Hymn Described to the Amanuensis Spirit Coming with the boldest thoughts It makes the desire of Immortality grow Like my impure blood in the presence of the Divine Lilitu My soul is only an evil harlot Raped, used to Nothingness and to All It’s only a pa**age, a waiting Portal.