Wings of fire shall upblaze the Sky Let enlighten my spirit, wheneth sweeping by Ye who harvest in fortune, while singeth sweet notes Ye marquis of balance great from the realm of thoughts A distant songster, singeth like child Innocent it calleth thee to walketh by its side Winds of the west carry my words Let them be swept far beyond, let them be heard Turn space into void and void into time Ye poetry fire flier of words sublime A distant songster, singeth like child Innocent it calleth thee to walketh by its side Now come forth, I conjure thee Let thy silhouette majestic encircle the sun Now come forth, marquis Phenex Reclaim thy righteous destiny in the order of thrones Communing clairaudient since darkest of times Yet under your wing theres a child to be found Bestial angel of liberal science and art Fulfil my desires within devour my heart Black shining feathers fall away as thou flies Hunt to devour souls striketh night burning skies Entrance thine victims when singeth soporific tones Hopeth to return upon thy righteous seventh throne
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