The Lost Path to Ma-Noa - Mythological Cold Towers

I roam to the lost city

And proceed towards the recesses of Antichthon

Beyond the gorges of Kish

Beyond the mist of Tanum

Over and above the gates of Salazere

A poisonous fog blinds my eyes

An enigma of desolation

I’m in front of the forgotten portal

On it, inscriptions of an indecipherable alphabet

Walls of illusions, a Faustian dwelling

I roam to the lost city

A golden mirror, quintessence of the Sun

I advance under the veil of the Amazon

Just ahead.,.a skull, an evil omen

Through the jungle towards the legendary Paititi

Stricken by the arrows of Kalapalos

At the meeting with the Mavutsinim