Текст песни Behemoth - ΠΛΝ ΣΛΤΥΡΟΣ (Pan Satyros)

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I, Pan Satyros Rise I through ye spiral light Follow'd I ye path ov a'yin, Where ye all-begetting eye rests Across ye cascade ov sensations And ye consciousness ov body Volcano ov emotions am I Ye ring ov saturn - Two thousand years am I and more By ye four powers ov sphinx Ye book ov albion open'd - And four cherubic beasts Each in one quarter Wander'd across ye world Ye holiest gathering ov souls Ov ye fool empty sight - Ye devil - wild laugh And my mourning, as snow white Paradox ov meanings

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