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