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The solar flame light the eyes of Olympus

In them I see the faces of old gods

Reflecting the golden flame

Always in search of entering dreams

The stability of the embattled

Of the ever striving

Where the wind carry the suns voice

Reaching upward toward endless skies

To the deepest abyss, the darkest depths, the highest heights

Toward the many stars

And dawns which have passed, and are to come

By the torch of Heraclitus,

and Nietzsche's hammer

Welcome, those of the sun

To your mountain with no beginning and no end

By Apollo's lyre, and nature's laws undenied

Where the eternal fire bends to the ethereal song

As the force upon this earth, and to it's four corners

As the golden light over all living black

To be unbreakable will

Which light the sky

And part the stars

By the voice...

Of the Sun