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Immersed in the deep sleep of those without heaven

They carve messages in the unconscious for those who can read them

Deep grooves biasing the reality of delirium

Awakening epiphanies with his rapacious flight.

Ascend the creeping demon with voracious appetite

Sneaky besieges the precarious nest of nine

To in its jaws to end the premonitory flights

And turn into stone with his last bite.

With the Agamemnon fleet of witness

The great interpreter unveils the epiphany of ten years:

The blood of the Greeks will dye… the walls of Troy

For nine years for the tenth culminating.

When the wrath of Apollo breaks loose in the form of a plague

Or when the winds of Artemis blow against

The gift of the seer will calm the gods themselves

Or it will condemn him to die marked by his own words.

With the Agamemnon fleet of witness

The great interpreter unveils the epiphany of ten years:

The blood of the Greeks will dye… the walls of Troy

For nine years for the tenth culminating.