Ghouls more gluttonous than hyena of hunger and thirst,
Wraiths more avid than the monster of eager and greed.
Come inmediately from the animal realm.
As thee expected and desire,
lives of meat and toilet blood,
are sacrificed for thy pleasure of all kind.
More distant than the initial existence,
More gentle than the home could be.
Thee sacred black point of the triangle,
I pray to invite you to listen to my wish.
I here sacrifice for the good of the people,
As thy moonlight all over the nether world,
makes all the existence in front of me,
enveloped in the embrace of your way.
More illusory than nothingness,
More dead than the deep end.
Thee great traveler who roam among all existing worlds,
Kyrie, stop and have mercy.
I will sacrifice for the future that may be unlimited,
advance for this remote road between countless planes.
Please guide the lost lamb in panic,
onto the journey lasts forever and never end.
A more ancient past than the former anima could endure,
A more distant future than the next life would last.
Thee immortal old dream,
please comply with our agreement of time,
to place thy mighty tower in a spot,
where the past and the future converge and merge.
Let fools be lost in the tower,
in a universe before the birth of the ancient,
in a world after the demise of the future,
Endless until eternity.
More profound than the deep darkness,
More distant than the stars involved.
Thee wheel of fate rotating among three thousand space-time,
I pray to invite you to listen to my wish,
to comply with the supreme law of the universe.
I would be grateful if the fate of the spindle line,
link to the karma and the end of the trial.
Come, before the end of the doomsday curse,
re-line the threads of the law named effect and cause.