Through the portal, Psychedelonaut
Seeking truth, certain doom without
Green smoke, laden with meaning
Moordenar haze, tongue of beguiling
Of Smoke and Fog
Seek or be lost
I and I a dread, I wear the locks long
Tree of life, the smoke clears the fog
Through arcanum, I hear the echoes of time
Shield of Zion, defeat the Hydra's lies