It flashes and lightens,
Girdled with flame;
Matter, exalt thyself;
Satan has won!
A fair and terrible
Monster unchained
Courses the ocean,
Courses the earth.
Flashing and smoking,
Like the volcanoes, he
Climbs over mountains,
Ravages plains,
Skims the abysses;
Then he is lost
In unknown caverns
And ways profound,
Till lo! unconquered,
From shore to shore,
Like to the whirlwind,
He sends forth his cry.
Like to the whirlwind
Spreading his wings,...
He passes, O people,
Satan the great!
Hail to thee, Satan;
Hail the rebellion!
Hail, of the reason the
Great Vindicator!
Sacred to thee shall rise
Incense and vows.
Thou hast the god
Of the priest disenthroned!