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Ascending a fyre |
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A pillar ov flame on the wynd |
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Groan ov night I hear, howl ov gale |
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Lords ov green fields caressing the earthe |
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Silver sparks up high |
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Is Mercury above? |
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Is Mercury below? |
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So sleep! |
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And paint the pictures ov thy paradise |
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So dream!... |
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...waking dreams... safely |
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In accursed 'eternity' |
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I can't hear you from the lost ways |
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I don't want to look into thine sleepy eyes |
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Ov black soil I feel refreshing cold |
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Stone altars ov primaeval glory |
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And thunders are rumbling |
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Wyld waves are foaming |
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When I'm playing with the dancing fyre |
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With the terrifying grim ov freedom |
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Zechesh du kem Sphinx |
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Cuitem ino cuitem |
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Zechil' ru shechen soish |
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Dechep sechesh k'Nu |
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Zacho cem Had |
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I conjure the spirits ov sleep |
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I unite the circles ov beings |
