Eyes of fire slowly open, burning through complete 
darkness. With majesty and determination the titanic body 
moves, finally awakening from death-like slumber. The 
flames that once were burning now burn again and none can 
restrain it. Deign to grab me in your claws and carry me 
away from decay, spread your wings O divine eagle ablaze 
for tonight, at last, the stars are right! The pale light 
from the constellations arranged in forbidden geometry is 
cocaine to the Phoenix and now he lives again. The word 
has been heard, the call has been answered. A new oath 
has been sealed as the light has invaded the horizon. 
After all the sins, after all the weakness, time has come 
for ascension, to elevate above the mass of infidels and 
to breath in glory to better welcome adversity. Let the 
will be purified, let the soul be cleansed. In this night 
of might and fire, when the stars align, see the 
obstacles mercilessly consumed by the scornful flames of 
the divine firebird. Higher and higher! Behold! The 
implacable flight of the glorious Phoenix, omen of 
greatness and domination. From the ashes of death to the 
fire of life, from the bottomless pit to disappear in the 
firmament as one with the astral pattern. Let the clouds 
die so these impious stars can finally shine, dissipate 
confusion and reveal darker darkness!