SONS OF SAMOA CRIP GANG

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MadJay357(BANS ENT) - Till Death

Islandapart

lyrics:
Come blessed healer, slayer of Tityós, the Shining One of Parnassós,   1
Memphian, renowned, exclaimed with cries of joy, bestower of bliss,
Bearing a golden lyre, generative, agrarian, Pythian, Titan,
Gryneian, Sminthéfs, slayer of the Pýthohn, Dælphic, Oracular one,
Wild, radiant divinity, lovely one, glorious son,   5
Leader of the Mousai, cultivator of joy, whose arrows achieve their aim, mighty archer,
Vrángkheian and Didymæan, you who achieve from afar, prophet, holy one,
King of Dílos, all-seeing eye bringing the light which shines on mortals,
Golden-haired, making clear oracular utterances,
Hear me with gracious soul as I pray on behalf of mankind,   10
You gaze upon all the boundless Aithír,
And upon the blessed earth you look from above through the dark of night
In the restful shadow of a night filled with stars
You clearly see the root below and you arrange and support the boundary of all:
For the origin and completion are both in your care,   15
The cause of the blooming of all things, with your resonant lyre you command the axis of the heavens,
Placing all in harmony, by which, indeed, you advance to the lowest pitch,
Elsewhere to the highest, at times playing in the Dorian mode,
Tempering all the poles you keep the tribes of living creatures distinct,
You have mingled harmony into the share of all mortal men,   20
Giving each an equal measure of winter and summer,
The highest three strings in the winter, the lowest in the summer,
The Dorian mode produces the lovely and blooming spring,
Thereupon the mortals celebrate and call you lord and
Pan, the two-horned God who sends the whistling winds,   25
Wherefore you form and bear the seal of the entire Kózmos.
Hear, happy one, the supplicating voices of the initiates and save them.

Literal Omicus

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