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Through the mountains You were born Ape of thoth Realized the concrete Translated reality Into new aeon Raise your chalice For your guide sublime Raise your chalice Mother of abominations Gifted your body And your mind To the great work Near the seagulls You chose to go Ape of thoth Of chaos, you were the bride Knew and loved the god, not the man The only one to witness The only one to know Raise your chalice To your guide sublime Raise your chalice Mother of abomination
Writer(s): Marco Zanin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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