Vaticinium ex eventu, the scholium of Siculus tells of An idol of arsenic’s diluted gift to those cast in flesh and soil And the dust of starlight He is seated with palms offered to the mottled roil above Where they, short of life, are turned short of breath Strangle the breath amidst the wails of seven Only ashes remain to float to the brazier Sardonic laughter, she grins in succulent suffocation Contracted limbs and mouth agape, slip away Come not near divine death, lest he make you like a lamb betwixt his jaws And you become carried away as the wind in the breach of his throat Come forth Mot, and submit at Hadad’s feast For his hunger is like that of wolves in the wilderness Seek out the ravine where blind men lie headless, prostrated and castrated Siket Sayidna Musa shalt thou follow, the steps of penitence Drown in a final dawn, so there plunge from their Jabal And shatter with your ruin those fevered scratchings on stoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
