(Rough translation of the twelve passages of Caelum)

The great sky of Caelum stirred,
and with two great arms,
one of light and one of dark,
gave substance to the world.

Barren lands without power,
so seven gifts sent down
to nourish the wastes,
each a blessing and a curse.

The first of earth,
strong and steadfast,
upheld stability,
and forced conformity.

The second of water,
flowed as one,
in a uniting faith,
and unrelenting horde.

The third of wind,
soared unbound,
travelling free,
and heartless neglect.

The fourth of fire,
rushed outward,
a measure of courage
and recklessness.

The fifth of ice,
cold and still,
maintained a calm,
and effort of sloth.

The sixth of lightning,
a stroke of command,
an order of law
and oppression.

The seventh of life,
brilliance of thought,
a soul of art
and evil deceit.