Thee, immense origin of being Matter and spirit, reason and feelings Thee, who is the wisest and the most beautiful of the angels Thee, prince of lust and fornications
When the wine in the chalice gleams like a soul shines deep in a pupil When earth and sea run and exchange words of love And the invincible wedding spasm run And gets the mounts and fecundates the plains
Thee, to whom my chants of praise arrives I invoke you, oh Satan To recrucify Jesus Christ
