A mystical aura flies across the place The mists where take a walk only the gods The brightness of thousands of silverplated forms A twisted figure came up to the open sea Screaming shores From here to the end and still bleeding over the hills Blue abyss From here to the end full of hybrids In dark waters The mosaic of the graves and ruins of temples Shine like beads Look on those ivory thrones our messengers The sky is flecked with loud clouds That only the antique skies contemplated the gods All are half closed eyes The music resounds for them They slept a long time but didnt lost their power Screaming shores From here to the end and still bleeding over the hills Blue abyss From here to the end full of hybrids In dark waters The mosaic of the graves and ruins of temples Shine like beads Look on those ivory thrones our messengers In dark waters The mosaic of the graves and ruins of temples Shine like beads Look on those ivory thrones the devil
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