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Upon the face of the moon

The gathering shadows

As the mother of the stars

Embraces the skies

The fall of the sun

An eclipse yet to come

The primitive darkness

Creative and divine

Below the veil of the night

A communion of psyches

Beware the faces that shine

The feast of fiends has finally begun

Nocturnal drape

Above the pagan lands

In its arms the lunar fog has closed

The creators of God