My teeth are letters of the reverberating name My tongue is a pillar of fire And from the glands of my mouth arise Four pillars of water Blow all your trumpets For I will loose my hands from the mouth of the lion And his roaring shall enkindle the world I am the that swallowed up d**h and victory Like the ash of dried leaves The worlds are blown before me Let the stars burn in the fire of my nostrils Let the gods and the spirits and the demons and the angles be as motes dancing in the beam of my eye It is hell unquenchable Bondslaves of the cursed We give nothing We take all