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No Native soil, no ocean, no salty wave, no sky above |
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No living being |
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No movement, no colours, no elements, no eye to see anything |
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Complete emptiness |
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Before all was nothing? |
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The moon, companion of the sun |
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Touching celestial globe |
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Motionless starry sky |
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The planets don't know where to move |
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They are unaware of puissance and of hope |
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Intrinsic virtues awake! |
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All of a sudden appears a light |
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Horizons open wide |
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Voices fill the air |
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And the Gods made love! |
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The layers tremble and raise in staggering |
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And words transform into flesh and blood |
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The act of uppermost magic has begun |
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Impulses working on and on |
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Movement here and there |
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Vibrations move the atmosphere! |
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Transcendental forces penetrate |
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The planet we call Earth |
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And all spheres of the universe |
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All the elements burst! |
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A warm powerful breeze |
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Inspires inanimate matter |
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And a creature, shaky reeling on two legs |
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Extends it's hands shivering against the sky |
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Primary procreation is accomplished! |
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Primary procreation is accomplished! |
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Primary procreation is accomplished! |
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MAN arises out of dusty clouds |
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Eyes are staring all around |
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Ears are noticing unknown sounds |
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Legs are pounding on the ground |
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Now Man knows he's not alone |
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So his hands take up the stone |
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Anxiety to hold his own |
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Fighting for the creatures throne |
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Man forms tribes to enlarge his chance |
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To survive the primeval living-dance |
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The strongest ones fight for leadership |
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And by these fights they attain the grip |
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On the weaker ones who become suppressed |
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By their violence so are we possessed |
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By the same ideas in a world |
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That's full of fears and tears and "progresses" |