Come and see,
there are dimensions,
of nine, six and three,
concealed in me,
all immortals from antiquity.
Come and stay,
in the golden glory,
of shadow and absence,
of calm of the waters,
inside the dark temple.
Come life,
I will find the way,
to turn around your wheel,
in this eternal day,
of the human disgrace.
Come love,
that moves my sun and,
my other stars,
to honour ourselves,
again...in my name.
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