Between the sunset's bloodstained veil,
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Thy horned prospect reflects on me.
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The he-goat above - The she-goat below
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Cried through beads of mirrored tears
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It fills the air ! - It fills the air !
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An atmosphere that hath no key.
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I'm disguised by the kindle of nite and I can fill your liquid, glass heart
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Grasp your cold-shaded breath and whisper the sign of the hidded stone
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I'm in the circle and I am the shell that granted you the horns of All-Begetter
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A fixed, startless vision and a sullen fabrication cursed the Sun
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of which our lustful ways are performed.
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Half of me is all of her
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Hath no shower; hath no sol
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Half of me is all of her
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Hath no shower; hath no sol
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Half of me is all of her
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Hath no shower; hath no sol
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Akhera-goiti
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Akhera-beiti
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Fantasies I realized
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Dance of thorns, I thrive
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For below the great abyss is a virtue contained in itself.
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"We shall eagerly expect one black opalith for tomorrow."
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Akhera Goiti - Akhera Beiti (One Black Opalith For Tomorrow)
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| Absu |
