Out of the glow of the noon
Out of the dregs of the wine
Emerged an intertwined shoot
Embracing both female and male

They are red like the rose
Spread into several paths
Born from an emanation
Beneath the throne of glory

She is the mother of demons
With her own hosts and classes
Of spirits of uncleanness
And they have no number

From the divine punitive power;
The male is Samael
The female is called the Serpent;
End of all flesh, End of all days

They gather on a lofty peak
Near the mountains of darkness
Ruling from sunset to midnight
She and all her hosts

This union of the left
Was not allowed to prosper
The marriage of the Serpent
To the angel demon

From the divine punitive power;
The male is Samael
The female is called the Serpent;
End of all flesh, End of all days

The couple filled the world
With their demonic brood
Until Samael neutralized
Could no more reproduce