[Crypta Arborealis Assumptio Mortis, Nihil est,
ergo stiti in Inferno, Persona Stigmatum est Corpus, Bestia Solemnis Sancta Deo,
Est Deus, est consecutum, est redemptum.]
Listen to the silence, for the moon is alight.
Look into the sky for the stars who have never died. The tree has dreamed of
fairies, of birds, and butterflies. The serpent has desired solitude, assumed
in the strangest of stories, soft smoke swirling, and you have heard the call,
the signs you have been seeking.
Encrypta Arborealis Assumptio Morto
Nihilisi Ergo Astiti Inferno
Persona Stigmati Est Corpus
Bestoa Solemni Incarnata Sanctus Deo
Est Deus, Est Consecutus, Est redempti
The story has transcended, the Man has
resurrected, and Death has returned. The souls were sought at a ground higher
than the mortals, of dreary, dusty illumination to sad alone, for this is a
story of the tree, of the heart, of love and leaves.
In the endless scepter of the underworld, the
darkness has dreamed a diamond heart; the woman, who is the Holy Spirit, has
found peace, for the Lord is Redeemed, the ransomed have returned, and Babylon is saved in eternal glory.
