| On Gate of Ziggurat
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| There was a time sworn
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| Eternity was overthrown in this world
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| Through bridge and thresholds
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| The missed flows
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| With the assistance of a decent Force
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| Through invisible threads
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| Gave me the Guardian
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| Keys to the gates that will wind the times
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| Not saved from rock
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| In a terrible anger Eye
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| And learn the full horror
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| In clouds of vapors
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| Stood the ancient shadow
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| And went so blind at random
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| Slept decayed shackles
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| Strength of secret word
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| And steaming blood of Ziggurat
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| I came here first,
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| To reject His dogma,
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| To raise the banner of Omen,
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| So inward to me
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| From the hands of under thunder
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| Ancient Bowl — my take!
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| Not naive seeker, no saint predictor
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| This action could not have committed
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| I’m sure, and I know, all I wish
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| And whom I was able to open the path
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| «Oh mighty Lord, I summon you to us, from barathrum of Tiamat!»
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| I walked through the depths, through the fog, ruins,
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| Through torture, lights and fires
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| Through oblivion’s cold, but still young, truest,
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| And I’m back on the playing field
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| And I can barely wait in order to fully pay
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| For curse, for meanness and for pain!
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| Where are those who dare, almighty and sage,
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| To open these doors,
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| Where Ain Soph so heimlichly merge?
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| I’m waiting for those who are with me
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| With the fate of the doomed
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| With a black light in vulturine eyes of ice!
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| Here they are — Generals, carved on the crystals
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| Ancient writings on them from a scroll
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| In Angel Eye — Spotlight, that Milord Architect
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| Launches us on his beamy path
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| That, rose from the grave, Sefirot is on cabalical paths
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| We managed to find each other!
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| On Gate of Ziggurat
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| All veiled in radiance
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| Flames' pouring from the Mountainwords
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| And all who call upon
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| To be with you in flesh
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| They answer soon from Underworld! |