[Integritas-et-mentis]

THIS NEW ORDER (англ. яз.)

Form of the power that an arm of steel winding up the smoke that the earth trampling a huge malevolent deity sounding a bow creaks approaches



Great aggression before

I watched compulsion of readiness

To the window which I make a sound, and shake

I am horrible, and an arrow of fire sticks



This new order

This sudden plunder

Because I return my world, and there is not a bottom from here



Receive pouring sparks

By a piece of lying glass

A continuance of the dream that I do not call that I cut the sky and cut off by own hand



What would be prohibited

The scenery which clears up with twice

I am not appearing before me

The view that blazes still



Receive pouring sparks

All to surround which I fall apart, and go away

So as not to be able to have it for memory

Because I look after me with a damaged figure

slowly…slowly…slowly in the dark.