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Breath of dawn listening astray With leaves of singing harps Their tuns of exhausted dominance The cry of withering dust A love affair among the awakening Overwhelming disturbance fantastic terrors invite From the one who hides his name Among the formless allay the flower ashen Imparting immortality desecrated in horns Demonstratable throne of the evergreen anthem Those who dwell there seem dauntless Great antiquity of grievance recognised Across the valley flowering by the bay Austere dormant in grief Barbaric old hands within the grave I still lay cold at night lost and betrayed Longing for the majestic and elegant view The innocence lying south the crystalline cathedral From Letras Mania