From the wounds of the hydra
Emerged an eye within an eye
From the gaze of the basilisk
Arose the brightness of destroyed worlds
Thunder alchemy
A tone dancing violently
Thunder alchemy
Herald of the secret doctrine and the voice of silence
Thunder alchemy
A tone dancing violently
Thunder alchemy
Blessing the seeker with an infinite dimension
And the world froze on its feet
Upon fading time
Blessing this wisdom
In the form of a conquered mind
Like a tray full of most ghastly spirits
Spewing the chronic of all existing realities
That reveals the song of the nightingale
And unveils the secret doctrine and the voice of silence
Like eternity wrapped within a cube
With voracious appetite to echo oneself
In forms of thunder and darkness
In order to make way to the room of throne
Under the all-seeing and watchful eye
Thunder alchemy
A tone dancing violently
Herald of the secret doctrine and the voice of silence