Opened are the double doors of the horizon/Unlocked are its bolts/ Clouds darken the sky/ The stars reign down/ The Constellations stagger/ The bones of the hell hounds tremble/ The porters are silent/ When they see this king/ Dawning as a soul/Men fall/ Their name is not/ Seize thou this king by his arm/ Take this king to the sky/ That he die not on earth/ Among men/ He flies who flies/ This king flies away from you Ye mortals/ He is not of the earth/ He is of the sky/ He flaps his wings like a zeret bird/ He goes to the sky/ He goes to the sky/ On the Wind.
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