The fulfillment of my endeavours Upon which I fing horizons Come forward and uncover ...Purity unfailing...
...Unfailing...
My entreaty is unsung no more Woe unto ourselves And weakness for our gods Descending erevos And black stars arise
On behalf of the wept ones May we be hosted by your presence
For thine is the wealth of souls And the wisdom of the spirits For thine is the fire The illuminateds' sceptre
I shall wipe all blood my eyes The tears of my shame
I acknowledge our unity
The promise has been made
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