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Algol, demon, capricious your brightness shifts from day to day - rises, abates, intesifies again, sometimes triumphant and sparkling, sometimes pale and faint. |
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For a long time we've searched with wonder for the key to this mystery, the right element to your eager and changing, queer temperament. |
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Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle: you've got a companion on your journey, like a slave, a faithful shadow he constantly follows you on the desolate path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely. |
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Never have we seen his guise, dark, parches, stiff and cold, but still we know he exists; like ashamed he hides behind you - free and merry you shine - until he once again crawls out of the darkness and covers you. |
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And your glare becomes pallid and dull, and your mind cloudy. |
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Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle: you've got a companion on your journey, like a slave, a faithful shadow he constantly follows you on the desolate path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely. |
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And similars there are - many |
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Algols wanders in the space - maybe even more among us on earth. |
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Sunlight spirits darkened by a shadow, young princes concealed by old slaves, doublesouls, divided creatures - a blissful son of the light indissolubely linked with a bitter dark demon. |
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Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle: you've got a companion on your journey, like a slave, a faithful shadow he constantly follows you on the desolate path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely. |
