Glory shines
When alone
I contemplate
Absolute
Inside black
The cold look
In me
In inside
Very black
It's cold
The cold is ice
Hard stone
Black and frozen
Great
I can see the face
The absolute self
Divine origin
Vultus Spiritus
Breaking the chains
Falses faces
Of illusion
Face the pain
Of created life
Makeup death
In temporal beauty
I destroy the chronos