from Deianira, the 48th release of Za's Stair, and featured in the book The Lyrics of Za's Stair

lyrics:

Primitive religion, eternal return
Strange rites and anthracite
Anything might emerge

Wilderness of lives re-blessed
Cycles of painful demise
And as they say, a friend might fall
And into enemy rise

Praise the satyrs and devils
You never know which you'll see
A fever grin comes from within
As many faces emerge



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