The Icon of Fertility Appears majestically before us It rises above all finite, Decaying, crumbling, dying life The Black Goat with a Thousand Young, An avatar of a formless cloud of creation Cosmic matter, exotic energy Self-organizing signatures initiate
On one side of mirror-truth Stands the Ram of Masculine Strength Beyond your sight in the ether, The Procreation Principle of Feminine Wrath Her cilia reach into this world And her representative is, to us, A beast of religious persecution, Drawing in those strange enough to be her mates
Scattering seeds of alien substance, A force that shapes all that's near Distorted to take on other forms: Properties visible in other dimensions The ram impregnates its offering, And, in so doing, triggers an opposite For the offspring will cross the threshold And be birthed from the misery fog
Spawning the spores of maledictionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
