Voran
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Lyrics:
She is dressed in midnight-colored satin
Her fingers adorned with webs of blue and grey silk
Dance slippers carved from nautilus shell
Rubies mined from the abyssal plains
How is it, I ask her, that you spin so deftly in the ocean gyre
And she says: Follow me into the sea
Bow your head before great Poseidon
Dare to wake the eight-limbed one from his sleep
Follow me down to the earth's core
Down to a place where the ground fractures
Watch liquid fire spill out to the ocean floor
He is dressed in shimmering black and grey leather
The muscles of his neck roil like serpents' coils
He loops and twists, his liquid body roiling
He seems to be made of living mercury
Where, I ask him, do you find such elegance and power
And he says: Follow me into the sea
Bow your head before great Poseidon
Dare to wake the eight-limbed one from his sleep
Follow me down to the earth's core
Down to a place where the ground fractures
Watch liquid fire spill out to the ocean floor
You are water...and to water you shall return...
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