Flying as a shape in fair disguise With barest teeth and purest fright Tasting all flavors of this lovely night I am shrinked from that burning light... Rushing towards some echoes With warm hard brutal winds The intense melody of madness It is harmony when it sings... Now wandering eternally at night Dead are they...in the bright Cold whirlwinds spin Into evil trumpets of bronze They are playing for those who are unskilled Chaos is what they behold Reborn... Behold the shape you have been given Reborn... Through the tunes of ultimate unity Burning whirlwinds spin Into old trumpets of bronze They are playing for those who are resolved Divine secrets they now behold Still wandering at night Dead are they...in the bright
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