...Mortuum itstum componi corpore, spuiritu et anima, eumque natura elementorum omnium et obscuritatem a**umisse... egosum qam sum de stirpe diabolica pro liberatione et dissoultione generis humani peccato captivati ex transgressione adae, naturam... we saw in it all the art of dread splendid procession of grieve gloam the blank wet without a grimy kind of dream, we could imagine ourselves throwing infinitive breavement, if I deserve to die... I'll die dejected ...In pax moriendi ...non prius conatus misericordia allis commovere quam misericordia sum ipse captus, per ignaviam magno metu novis opus est timor mortis... anima mortuus est secretus iignis nostrae philosophiae, oleum nostrum nostra opus macabra, sphera quam tenebrarum vocamus, transmutemini... mother of all miserables, take my deplored soul deflesh the ephemeral body, collect the bones and limbs put an end to my penury, mater misericordiae the ether of somber divinity, nostra gloria est.