What is thy purpose Wrapped up so tightly in blue and black twine Pressed down under forgotten river-smooth stones oh sun won’t thou shine?
My neck My teeth are humming Fingernails bleeding and ankles adrift
I see under the water the smallest shimmer of light through the mist
My father bringeth me The sweetest ecstasy Come alive, fingers and sharpen thy knives
I saw a beast coming out of the sea
Throned leopard healed wound the world was filled with wonder
All whose names have not been written All whose names are free
Receive the mark which is his number
Awakened now From my dreaming The air is burning The darkness, the feast
The world My noose around thee Hither regard me Mine eyes art replete
Frost wind shall be my servant and in my service it gladly corrupts
Black ash shall like a serpent strangle the angels their flight I disrupt
My father bringeth me The sweetest ecstasy Come alive, fingers and sharpen thy knives
I saw a beast coming out of the sea
Throned leopard healed wound the world was filled with wonder
All whose names have not been written All whose names are free
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