The presage bird flies over the mystic lands Its big wings touch immensity,
revealing that life never ends From drops of dew to flowering fields Reborn and sprout from the earth Life goes on in its way A perpetual renewal spell Life goes on in its course Time defies the ephemeral From the dancing mist to the storm chaos Bringing tears of regret from the sky Law goes on in its cycle The miracle of existence Law goes on in its order The mystery of recreation The fruits generated by the tree of life Harvested by the individual conscience This energy comes from inside Incessant strength for eternal sway Wash the salt into the ground Create a spark and burn the scars The seed of transmutation is in the womb
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