I know, I know that I shall win.
Whatever one calls me, whatever awaits me I am the star of the future.
I have awoken on an ancient-old throne,
wondrous hands lay out silk veils beneath me.
The mystery runs in my veins.
Mystery, I realize you, I, the anti-mystic, the enemy of spectres.
Mysteries have no clear boundaries, mysteries have no spoken names,
the mystery grows in the body of the strong when he ecstatically moves into action.