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On through these grave of jewels

Where souls are caged in gold

The hammers of perdition

Keepers of Nuctemeron

A crown of rocks

Last stop of our journey

Forever you’ll sail the night to come

Once again we hear the secret requiem

Farewell at the hidden star

Beyond the speed of darkness

Like riders on the hurricane

Away from blacksmiths, streets and throne rooms

To carry there these flesh and bone remains

“Kiriakon – kiriakon – kiriakon”

Constellation trydent, iced are the hearts

Squawking of night birds, supper at dusk