Come to me black winged lord of the fire, hater of the righteous, whose darkness is light, and then appeared the Demiurge, hatred gleaming in his eyes. He rips me open, my screams fill the air, from heaven fell a falcon with oblong stone, and then cowered the Demiurge, fear trembling in his eyes. I scratch a lion, whip and globe on the stone, and I bind ...him forever with the words.