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And here comes Ahriman
Looking with grey - burning eyes
On black canvas on little sparks
Catching in dry lake imaginary trouts

And i see Ahriman
In labyrinth without walls
On researches from backside
On yeallow bricks
On plastic glass, on glass of granite
And on sea of mercury

Here - Seas of blood from sounds
Here - Trumpets shrieking for the dragon
Here - The dragon
Here - The voice

And here Ahriman lefts the place
Saying "Maim without mercy!"

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