In the depths of despair
Thy flame becomes fair
And thy child with wings
Becomes a mortal in earth
But the knowledge of self
That is, within retained.
Once sixty lashes proceed
And the flame becomes complete
Then the one with seventy names
And the healer will once again
In heaven remain
As the prince of the world,
And as the protector of the unborn.
For each lash
10 years have passed
Six wings became three pairs
One shall be only in dreams
In the world, the boy shall exist
As for the last pair of wings
Only true love will know where it is.
Nonetheless till the girl appears
Ageless will be, the ancient of days
Moving from place to place
As for the twin
The same path shall be seen
The one with the knowledge
In earth shall strive
As for the one in dreams
Till she appears
His memory in darkness shall remain.
