Behold this gift of exalted tillage Dousing wicks that flickered with flames of scornful depravity Empyrean appendages plunging through our gloom Streaming tails of white-hot and shanking teeth Furrows in the tilth of globes purified of obscene life From fallow fingers now extinguished, turned Sowing holy semen lily white upon fertile earth, Quickening newborn ash beds rife with hopes And vast wastelands of pulverized mountains excised of arrogance This atonement is a harvest of vulgar seeds But again a joyous ritual of the most sublime renewal All secrets forgiven, all strife forgotten As hunter's moon illumes this immaculate handcraftTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
