.Diciassette re chiusi in un quadro
Dove la luce genera mostri
Lo scettro una spada che vuole sangue per conquistare
La corona un imbuto
Di colore un solo colore
Diciassette re chiusi in un quadro
Fanno la guardia al sepolcro
Ed a un mito di cenere
Dicia.
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