Crown the impulse that deliberatly fall  defeat in spiritless action  Isolation - burn the greenwood  Order of the vertical path    Descendent crawl in 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 faith  The bringer of that on million 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 of the nucleus  the glowing dust in flight  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 light    Sweet endless  Perpetually plunge through interior vaults  So seamless  Joints of time cannot shackle the bast    Zodijackul light