| No Native soil, no ocean, no salty wave, no sky above
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| No living being
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| No movement, no colours, no elements, no eye to see anything
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| Complete emptiness
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| Before all was nothing?
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| The moon, companion of the sun
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| Touching celestial globe
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| Motionless starry sky
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| The planets don’t know where to move
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| They are unaware of puissance and of hope
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| Intrinsic virtues awake!
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| All of a sudden appears a light
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| Horizons open wide
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| Voices fill the air
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| And the Gods made love!
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| The layers tremble and raise in staggering
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| And words transform into flesh and blood
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| The act of uppermost magic has begun
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| Impulses working on and on
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| Movement here and there
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| Vibrations move the atmosphere!
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| Transcendental forces penetrate
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| The planet we call Earth
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| And all spheres of the universe
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| All the elements burst!
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| A warm powerful breeze
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| Inspires inanimate matter
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| And a creature, shaky reeling on two legs
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| Extends it’s hands shivering against the sky
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| Primary procreation is accomplished!
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| Primary procreation is accomplished!
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| Primary procreation is accomplished!
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| MAN arises out of dusty clouds
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| Eyes are staring all around
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| Ears are noticing unknown sounds
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| Legs are pounding on the ground
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| Now Man knows he’s not alone
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| So his hands take up the stone
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| Anxiety to hold his own
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| Fighting for the creatures throne
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| Man forms tribes to enlarge his chance
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| To survive the primeval living-dance
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| The strongest ones fight for leadership
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| And by these fights they attain the grip
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| On the weaker ones who become suppressed
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| By their violence so are we possessed
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| By the same ideas in a world
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| That’s full of fears and tears and «progresses» |