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I call the heralds guarding the watchtower looming in the east Geniis of the air, governed by Paralda, obey at my command I call the raging winds to obtain their unbridled strength Bringers of dawn, who emanate from the house of the rising sun [Refrain:] Swords, arrows, daggers to pierce the veil Words, spells, songs to break the seal Dig a tomb in the skies, for my soul to plunge and to unfurl in visions so pure Spinning and whirling, the sylphs, they are stirring the dust of the aeons once more Swords, arrows, daggers to pierce the veil Words, spells, songs to break the seal Thrust open the doors of narrowed perception that conceal the awareness path Chasing and leaping with ghosts, I am sweeping my mind from shards of stained glass I breathe in to wake the force of the four winds within Storms, who roam at the gate of a magickal dawn I breathe out and play everlasting the mesmerizing pipes Leading the children of reason into their silent graves Diving into the blue tattvic circle the tower points the ascension way All-pervading there resounds my cry in solitude, a hunting bird of prey [Refrain] From Letras Mania