from a far existence a phantom came
  to gibe and curse the mortal.
  Abhorrent was its bleareyed glance
  wich petrified everything, even the wind.
  So, from wich dimension did it travel?
  This metaphysical envoy.
  Which breaks the logical symmetry,
  and stand above our planetary puzzel.
  
  All this is symptomatic for those
  who's been baptized in fire.
  It is at least my thesis, so I
  want the spirit to speak.
  
  [THE SPIRIT:]
  "In heaven I am a wild ox.
  On earth I am a lion.
  jester from [bad word] 
  and the shadows allmighty.
  The scientist of darkness
  older than the constellations.
  The mysterious jinx and
  the error in heavens masterplan."
  
  An amorphous energy spawned in
  a cataract of flames, invisible for our
  supervision. Do we dare to open
  our minds and souls to even
  analyse it? Or should it rest in
  secrecy? All I know is that I can't
  deny its licentious attraction,
  so I want the spirit to speak.
  
  [THE SPIRIT:]
  "In heaven I am a wild ox.
  On earth I am a lion.
  jester from [bad word] 
  and the shadows allmighty.
  The scientist of darkness
  older than the constellations.
  The mysterious jinx and
  the error in heavens masterplan."