Opera I

I am the second emperor, the true surviving one through the final mortal death. The breezes of mystic silence are freezing upon the air. I am the new feasting sky, surviving through them all. I am the first ward of forgotten wisdom, as I pass through time when I was former slave. I am now the second king! Where I see the invincible darkness, I cannot bear without the sign of victory! This is when I became the king of the southern throne. As I chant the charm of the new dream globe, a
new shadow casts over my sun! I seem to lose it always, but it will inflame my orb again! Who am I to notice my future, while the fallen sunrise of tomorrrow crashes? Who am I to face the frost and winter? Who am I to destroy bridges, then return to the valley where the winds are frigid? I was there when there used to be nothing, yet I was trapped in it all. I could not hunt for treasures and gold. My final ecstasy was in search for the stone of grey that surrounded my pyre.



Opera II

My glass kept the feeble out! My horns stuck out due to the hatred of all living beings! My sword ripped the black skies! My
hands lit all the eternal fires! Drowned together with the moon's eight faces, I grew one with all and my enigma breathes silently. / Delight will eventually come with lust and pleasure. Please ride with me and become my sacred defender. We shall bind our needs, then we shall become one! I will take the parts of me, that you want, when I am finally gone. Naturally, the sun's tears will shed in the nightfall, but the empty resonance of darkness breathes into it. My soul and your soul combined will break the stones and carry my light outwards. A crown of gold is then found in the grove under a purple sun. Lust and please will be my friend and like I praised, I am the second emperor! I am the true surviving one!

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