Sifting round for musical ideas.
Black sand shivers
Dog star glimmers
Sapphire silence
Subtle violence
The Saracens in flight
Lamps are burning
Sacred yearning
For the ending of the light
Bones are dancing turning engines
(Crystalline machinery)
Of the rite
The Saracens in flight
False so called is all this wisdom
True it never was a thing
Here beneath the ruined kingdom
Lay the bones of scarlet king
The Saracens in flight
For the aeon is upon us
At the crossroads
Of Lemuria and Kyuss
Rise o sleeprs from abodes
Join the chorus
Of the hawk-wind
Screeching cross this seabed dry
The Saracens in flight
Restored flesh
Infused with spirit
Fresh like dew
Without limit
Sands they drew
From the beginning
Set the leaning
Hour glass aright
The Saracens in flight
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