Can the depths of knowledge partake with you,
who bow to the Laws of Death?
Weak are thee from the clay of the profane.
Bite thy tongue from pronouncing, that which is sacred.
For I know whom govern the Holy Throne,
I know the foundation upon which the 12 kingdoms stand,
for my hand is as the shadow of righteousness and wrath which reigns over the Nations of Justice.
For it is I, that deliver you by the balance of understanding.
Greater is thy breath then the manifold winds and mighty is the wings of the Cherubim that arise in the breath of thy creation.