when the sirens sing again... he is sitting on a hill a vapid night is crawling through the vale the trees are fangs of transiency the demons forge hammers and nails when the sirens sing again... he will travel all the ways that lead to the unknown lands time has distorted his view an amen in his due when the sirens sing again... diamond/1989
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