| Getting to know thyself starts
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| When you raise your gaze to the stars
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| Here comes Shamas, the one who shines through his glory
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| Expecting to be known
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| He lives alone but without privacy
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| Sin, the moon god
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| The talented but deviant lyricist
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| He’s destined to solitary wanderings and adventurous life
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| I see Nergal, the epitome of zeal and violence
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| Meant to strike the right balance between action and wildness
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| Istar is graceful and irresistible
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| A boundless dedication doomed to fall into madness
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| And there is Nebo, the conscientious one
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| Skillfull, and clearly heartless, save for his own ends
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| A forgotten genius whose cleverness turned into lies
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| He, the nimble one, who has thrown too many stones
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| Thus having revenge by enslaving the weak minds
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| At last a dead star charred by the light of glory
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| Thus we shall define our celestial nature
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| Through the seven stars dwells our vocation, our labor
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| Adar, the order’s creator
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| He’s pure and nominated for great works of faith and science
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| Merodack, the jovial, the one whose name you stole
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| He gets power only by the consent of his peers
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| The consent of the temple
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| You are Nebo, the unsightly one
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| Skillfull, and clearly heartless, save for your own ends
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| The forgotten genius whose cleverness turned into lies
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| You, the nimble one, who has thrown too many stones
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| Thus having revenge by enslaving the weak minds
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| At last a dead star charred by the light of glory
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| Thus we shall define our celestial nature |