Defused light, expressed in discrimination of hours
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And the harmony of the seasons...
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...You are the one Who brings, yet destroys, the dark mist!
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One temporary Spring meets the rain and snow
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And death becomes a frozen cloud in the Sky.
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We are looking for the faded path of our beginning.
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The sun has transformed in a crematorium
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That has opened it's purple vitals and burns us to ashes.
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The land that we locate ourselves scatters the disasters
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Like an exhalation that wanders and passionately seeks.
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Medieval material, Skotos, Zoferos Aeon!
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Foolishness-Illusion-Desecration!
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Again...I return from the cluster of Andromeda.
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Beyond the satellites in the material spirit of Persefs!
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In a fire-built chariot comes the return of the Empire.
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Oh fire zone, I lead yet to the destruction of human stupidity!!!
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Red-Black-White fictious dawn
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Blue sky with white clouds,
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A fire speech and then:. Silence!
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Oh Hyperion! You are the Last and the Major chapter.
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Hyperion
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Naer Mataron |