Justice and wisdom, as other things

Which are very sympathetic

Which attracts so many souls

Have in their earthly shape barely glitter


Only a few people can face its forms

And enter the palace with numb senses

They hardly notice genuine substance

They hardly notice genuine tenet


At that time of beginning

When we were proceeding

In the cue of beatifics

Glorious beauty was shining


We were staring in bright shine

At immaculate revelations

Rejoicing in dedication of perfectness

Unremarked by something, which name is flesh


Everything here by spirit created

Is bounded back to matter

True pleasure never came here

Lamentable twisted place


Captured in slavery of our passion

For eternal yearning of knowledge

Beings robbed by matter, without memories

With no understanding the causes in wheel of Karma process


Everything like a dream and nightmare is

The truth rests in awakening

We bow before limitations of our mind

Like flowers in breath of nocturnal cold


Lifeless emotions ignorance rules without logic of guilt

Breaking the seventh seal is urgent

In this laterna magika of sorrow

A new king is crowned


However bright flame accrue from the sky

What was dust, stone will be,

Which's glory endures ages


Cosmic tragicomedy for single spectator will be over