The twilight fell over the city of God
As it falls over all things
The boots of the great conquerors rang on the paving stones of antiquity
I asked him what does this mean
What are these strange signs on the walls
The bond is broken
The seal unsealed
The twin gates of heaven are opening
The twin gates of the earth are swinging wide
King of Heaven
Creator of the stars
Thou hast thrown open the horizons
And brought all the Gods into being
I worship thee
Creator of multitudes
King of the Gods
Sovereign of the tall plumes
Now, the great hawk
Thou who givest the breath of life to all things
And instillest joy into the hearts of men
God will be entertained with paints, oils, perfumes, and j**els
And in the evening
After a further purification
The statue with return to its tabernacle
Sheltered behind a fresh clay seal
Applied to the gates
Now God is resting