Crown the impulse that deliberately fall   defeat in spiritless action   Isolation - burn the greenwood   Order of the vertical path      Descendent   crawlin the remnants of one thousand lies   Restaging   torching a world that was left behind   Zodijackyl light      Cross the sharpest void   deride the embers of his fall   The bringer that on millions horses ride      Waiting for the call within, the spark of sin   ever reminiscent of the coming of storm   Can you see the cosmic face   in which disorder lies      Burning of oppression   the inventors   is the killing hand   Be that of the darkest sin   to frustrate hope and love      I shall not be blinded   I shall not be forced      Resistance   feasting on debris from celestial wars      Burning in the sky   beyond the realm of time:   Sequence if the nucleus   the glowing dust in fligh   Zodijackyl light      And they ride, they ride   the drama takes the lead   the beast of heaven their guide   Racing through the vastness   constellation disarray   that darkness could not have existed   that bares no witness to the light      Sweet endless   Perpetually plunge through interior vaults   So seamless   Joints of time cannot shackle the beast      Zodijackyl light.