| Sleeping nyx on earth, but light remains here
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| Golden columns seem ablazed in the skies
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| Solar palace majestically never darkened
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| Higher straight human four seasoned realm
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| A human runs to it’s neverending questions
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| Burdensome light stops it, violently closes it’s eyes
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| Then once inside, he saw a divine crowned god
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| Amongst hours, days, years, and centuries
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| He was sat down on a bejeweled throne
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| Now, his sight was used to…
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| And distinguishes strange shades behind…
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| Embodied summer, spring, autumn, and winter
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| Now, he walked where no human dwells
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| A strong voice echoes as from Hades' fields…
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| «Welcome my son… Narrate me your worries' path…»
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| «Worms laugh of my deitylink, liar am I and braggart, too…»
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| «Thou art son mine, by the Styx, ask me a favour…»
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| «You are worthy to be called my son
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| And Clymene hyas told you the truth
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| And that you may not doubt my word
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| Ask what boon you will»
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| «Just for one day, through the sky from east to west
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| Be the suncharioteer…»
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| «My wild steeds didn’t trust unknown hands, even strongly held…
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| From Olympe to Poseidon Kingdom, the fall is too fast…»
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| Sworn by the river of hate, forbidden by rules of gods
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| «And may that styian pool whereby gods swear
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| But which my eyes have never seen
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| Be witness of my promise»
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| Morning star opened the gates and night left the place
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| «My messengers are impetuous, don’t reach Zeus' empire
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| Don’t touch the worm’s lair to consume it…
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| Just follow my wheel’s way…»
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| «Take my counsel, not my chariot, while you still stand on solid ground»
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| And through the mist, Phaeton rushed to his loss…
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| Divine horses weren’t taken in by it…
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| By a weak and awkward hand, they feel the change
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| And then, to a funeral path they were…
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| Under the unpowerful sight of lightword…
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| Free and wild, the guides charged into the worm’s lair
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| So near, fire spread as fast as the plague and burnt everything
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| Serenity of Hades were disturbed and rays pierced it’s shrine
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| Towns were reduced in ashes, waters evaporated…
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| Poseidon, emperor of the sea, began to boil but earth beseeched
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| God master to end this carnage and thundered the worm…
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| «If the sea perish and the land and the realms of the sky
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| The were are hurled back…"(To primeval chaos)
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| Nymphs found the corpse and buried it…
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| Night covered the day by the same of sun
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| From pain and tears, the coffin were amber…
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| Cries stars from silvered Nyx eyes flow forever… |