[Music: Vintersorg]
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[Lyrics: Karl-Erik Forsslund, freely translated by Vintersorg]
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Algol, demon, capricious your brightness
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shifts from day to day - rises, abates, intesifies
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again, sometimes triumphant and sparkling,
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sometimes pale and faint. For a long time
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we've searched with wonder for the key
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to this mystery, the right element to
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your eager and changing, queer temperament.
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Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
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you've got a companion on your journey,
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like a slave, a faithful shadow he
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constantly follows you on the desolate
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path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely.
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Never have we seen his guise, dark, parches,
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stiff and cold, but still we know he exists;
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like ashamed he hides behind you - free
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and merry you shine - until he once
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again crawls out of the darkness and
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covers you. And your glare becomes
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pallid and dull, and your mind cloudy.
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Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
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you've got a companion on your journey,
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like a slave, a faithful shadow he
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constantly follows you on the desolate
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path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely.
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And similars there are - many Algols
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wanders in the space - maybe even
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more among us on earth. Sunlight spirits
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darkened by a shadow, young princes
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concealed by old slaves, doublesouls,
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divided creatures - a blissful son of the
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light indissolubely linked with a bitter dark demon.
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Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
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you've got a companion on your journey,
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like a slave, a faithful shadow he
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constantly follows you on the desolate
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path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely.
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Algol
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Vintersorg |