Move away from the blowing winds Between the columns from the Chthonian Temple Fall upon thee the glaring light of the great Sun That exile in the islands beyond the sea murmurs The deadly burden, unbearable, invisible dim in the tank of the night
Immemorial
Thou shalt come, without the glaring light With oblations to the Demigods from the Bóthros Thou shalt come, between animals and gods, extinct giants Thou shalt come, blazing swords protected by deal! stars Now on your lapis lazuli scepter will brandish never seen before dimensions.
