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Despair! - I hear this melody?s roar,
the thunder plays among the clouds,
it brings destruction,
falls down like a vulture,
tears shrouds of meadows into pieces - - -
Cursed! Oh, Cursed!!
Clinged on a boulder in heavenly road
I hear your roar -- not a melody --
yo'?re not music, you're not God's progeny,
you're evil! cursed breathing!
- -
And up above the Angels were trumpeting for the judgment
and called souls of those who had fallen...
God!
I strain my soul.
Award it victory - the first-born daughter!

Mousike

 


 
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