Story behind the song
Hypnos is the God of Sleep. Clouds and shadows are exhaled from the ground in his world, and the light glimmers faintly. Silence reigns there; but from the bottom of the rock the river flows, and by its murmur invites to sleep. Poppies grow abundantly before the door of the cave, and other herbs....There is no gate to the mansion, to creak on its hinges, nor any watchman; but in the midst a couch of black ebony, adorned with black plumes and black curtains. There the god reclines, his limbs relaxed with sleep. Around him lie dreams...
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