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[Igor / Big

Ominous of a magnificent size,
Your seed up in the cursed night,
by the Wild Star, Hostile, Threatening!

Your very names suspicious to an inquiring
Were repudiated from words in past times,
When your power was a prohibited science.

Kolkhidian and sages,
In the of bloody Moon,
Dug your precious to Magi

Who, mixing sap of the plants
With the dead extract of bones
in low voices,

At midnight distilled magic drinks,
By which chastity of fell through overpowered,
the nakedness of their side...!