Words They echo on Across Valkyrie skies Across Valhallan sunsets Across fields of arcadia Across prairies of thanatos Words They echo on Across Babylonian Gates Across tales of Gilgamesh Across stars of Cosmopolis Across robotic tears Words They echo on Across Germanic princesses Across dreaming castles Across Caesarean heroes Across Sistine Chapels Words They echo on Host of tongue Feeble of voice Host of scripture Needle of ink Host of history Steeple of Man In the beginning Was the Word And the Word Was God Pitiable You light Sealed within Our Cave Tragic You God Cast from Heaven Unto Earth Your cry An ecstatic melody Each tear A syllable of poetry Cunning Spirit What apple Seduced you to our world? In you I live In me you shine I am the light I am the blue Of the day sky The gift of Dasein’s curse I am the True the Good I am essence and soul Existence rolls from me I am the movement, pagan dance My limbs do stretch and grow and twist And turn in x-t-c they flow So true so free contort Contract Contact across endless void In dream in art in reverie Lux orbis et lux mundi Je suis les étoiles I am reflection The light that shines On itself In disgust The mirror That sees Its own emptiness The void Between the Self That is Other Love, hate,hope, despair... BeautyTraumaAnd have some not heard That God is dead? Yet they all hear her reverie And dance to her pavane And have some not seen The Invisible Hand? Yet they all see the Red Queen And be as pawns for her play And have some not felt The poverty of Being? And yet for every man lives A Sisyphus in his heart Words They Echo on Aeterno Silentio ♪♪ ♪♪
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