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Of many swords, blue and golden--Thou hast sung, first and last.From the ever-risen, ever-fallen,Blossoming hexagon.Mystic Aar, of etheric talon--Through many forms, ye have shone.Revealing thyself, through paths of splendor;Crushing in, perfection.All and none, without, within.All doubt destroyed, before thy palm.Candescent prism, of celestial wisdom--A harmonic infinity have I beknown.One thousand eyes, one thousand dominions,Against and, above all time.Of many spheres, unborn and olden--One is the numeral, of Gotos will.
From Letras Mania