Behemoth - Pan Satyros | Текст песни

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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