They march in front of me
Their eyes all full of lights
The Angel made magnetic
Irradiate the night

Throw diamonds in my eyes
These are my holy brothers
Saving me from sin
From one trap to another

Guide me on the path of beauty
My servants I am slave
The fire torch becomes alive
My whole being must obey

Bewitching eyes they shine on me
With mysticalic clarity
The burning candles in the day
The sun cannot melt them away

And celebrating Death
They sing of the Awakening
The last breath of my soul
The stars no sun can take from me

I seek the living flame
I seek the living flame
I know I have a name
That feeds the living flame