Sounds ov the night
Are born from the stillness
Censer scent ov the sun
Attracts the memories
Dark shades - eyes
Moths - green pupils
Burning echo ov your words
Appears
In the heart ov possibility
In extra-real surroundings
There are my passions:
Simplicity ov stars
Royal Art
Alkhemy ov Soul, Body, Word
And I transport
Spell ov self-love I weave
And I scream
In the fumes ov antiquity
Divine past
In solar room
Filled with midnight hour
And midday power
Inevitable, immovable
With names witch are Many
With secret meaning:
Koγζ Oμ Pαζ ON Mευω
Are born from the stillness
Censer scent ov the sun
Attracts the memories
Dark shades - eyes
Moths - green pupils
Burning echo ov your words
Appears
In the heart ov possibility
In extra-real surroundings
There are my passions:
Simplicity ov stars
Royal Art
Alkhemy ov Soul, Body, Word
And I transport
Spell ov self-love I weave
And I scream
In the fumes ov antiquity
Divine past
In solar room
Filled with midnight hour
And midday power
Inevitable, immovable
With names witch are Many
With secret meaning:
Koγζ Oμ Pαζ ON Mευω
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