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Thousands of voices in the air

The cayman mask burning

Teeth in lungs indeed

And last life's feathers to crown

Dire deeds, to fall on three

Lethal rapids, stones in life

Tears inwards

Bow to sunrise

Eagle is fierce

Elk's old healer

Bear's strength's brother

Horse swift bringer

All the dwellngs

Together a circle

To praise the earth

To redeem the skies

Bitter with hate

House of grieves

Thoughts - poison for the visions

Dwells at the feet

Of wise allfathers, of great spirit, of the tree of words

They are never dead nor gone

Spirit of stars

We are the circle of the world