And death becomes a seal of destiny
For ever stamped upon the souls who saw.
Such souls hear too the words of thunder clear
Which dully roll through cosmic fundaments
And threaten soul-illusion as they roll.
(Lucifer reappears with the Soul of Johannes.)
Benedictus’ Soul:
From ever empty fields of ice fate’s cry
Doth reach to us from our dear mystic friend.
When we the cosmic midnight can perceive,