Conquering hero, bastard son of gods Furtive behind your mirror Stalking dread cthonic visions But you dare not meet their gaze
Trust not the mirror but the mask An aspect ne'er beheld, Beheaded all the same In shadows, Medusa, O gorgon, O sun
In poison flown from her opened gorge A scarlet plane of immanence One thousand flowers bloom
Did you wonder not what torrent forced its deluge here? By what brutal rite the sea defiled? To what end, this venom blessed These tresses serpentine? By what violence forged These locks that curl and writhe? By what wry hex this sisterhood aligned?
Let us labrys-crack the brow of Zeus once more See what bright horrors issue forth O monster, Medusa, O gorgon, O sun Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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