The Relict

1. On the narrow ledges of rock
On the ancient slopes rising high
Where the wisdom of mountains hails the dawn
Revealing the Eld to the world.

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In the abyss of the ravines, the forgotten lands
Where the river pierces the boulders
A range of relicts, Ammonite’s kingdom
Mists in the lowlands
And dreams of the ancient times
The charming world of lakes deep
Where water surface covers your soul like chitin
Tear it off and look at the relict
Look at the relict, it’s one with you.

2. Cold precipitation in the hollows
Highlands, where volcanos dreadfully dream
The marvelous valleys are painted
By hand of the aeons, with gesture eternally sacred
The streaming waters give birth to the caves
We hear echoes of our steps
The wintering of snakes in chasms and ravines
Is hidden beneath the dry leaves.

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The drawling winds shall howl helplessly
Of what’s gone and of what shall pass
And everything the ancestors have kept
Shall be crushed by “human” like brittle ice.

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