The voice of Epiclesis is
Like the dawn that floods the blue sky.
This sound is a long-blowing whizz.
Flows through infinity in High.
We search for The Lord in our veins.
Feel the sweet rays of afflatus
While He can deeply touch our pains.
Brings peace on our red hiatus.
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