Sulfur is my anatomy Mouldy is my appearance Pulled between giants Razed by the magma sea Alien my being be Unspoken are my words Inglorious my name shall linger My form is incomplete Fumes from the great Tvashtar grow an ardent silhouette, flowing to the sonority of the Jovian tongue The place of the four hundred Volcanoes In the shadow of another world, I illuminate My innards are scarring like blades I'm erased by my own mass To suffer a billIOn years Ignis luna