What knowledge man of the personality of God? Breathing the intimate nature of the divine, In hushed reverence, henceforth a presence Of unnatural disorder bereft of sanctificiation. I am below, I am king of worms beneath stars, A gobbet of flesh from thy unknowable host. See me now, how I spit on treacherous spirits, See me now, curse the tomb of trust in ye men. I reject his power as impotant and irrelevant. A misreble spectre of endless irreverance.
Mark me now, That I might wander. Curse me now, With bliss of nothingness. Nothing! Nothing! Nameless hole, loving savior! Be here now.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.