| Since I once heard the enticing call
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| From the depth of the most secret core
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| The very rebellious lust of triumph
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| Burns wild in my black longing heart
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| And now as it enchants me again
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| Stronger and clearer than ever before
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| I run in ecstasy towards the utmost edge
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| Disregarding any border, striving beyond
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| I saddle the maelstrom of a burning Charybdis
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| Without an ounce of fear, nor stumbling or doubt
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| For no chains of profane can ever prevent me
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| Even though my world’s foundation tremble
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| Nor even Death…
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| As I once left the pity fellowship of man
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| And my liberation shook their conception
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| They scorned and feared the essence of my quest
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| Since it made them question their deceitful reasons
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| Yet their taunts and attempts to enslave me again
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| Were all in vain, for Lucifer himself shines within me
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| «The higher we soar, the smaller we appear
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| To those who cannot fly»
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| Driven by an urge to experience the concealed
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| And now I shalt conquer God’s throne itself
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| Through aeons I have travelled, floating through tunnels
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| For nothing I seek but the gold of divine
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| No chains of profane can ever prevent me
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| Even though my world’s foundation tremble
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| So I followed the call and threw myself
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| Out from earthly cliffs, into the unknown
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| Where those who dare to enter will burn
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| Yet ascending in triumph… |