I crucified a flower, a red rose. It withers all the year round and only once a year. On day will be my birth for all worlds that I don't know. Which have waiting for me bombarding with the light of stars. Lashing with frost and embracing with tongues of rain. I will die when the blooms.
The is big. It reaches to heaven. And hell.
The first is difficult. Feltering and uncertain. with the new experience. The is big but only a light push is enough and the demons of dreams my shield and armor. The guardian angel put to shame falls into the of night. Black mirrors reflect every silent breath of my thoughts. hope becomes my command.
Is the for me? Yes, it is! I deserve the throne, the sceptre and the out of blood. Is the for me? Yes, it is! I deserve the cloak woven out of blood, of blood I've made the sacrifice.
I am the and the power. Prefather. Cosmose. The gate is big but I it with a breath of my will. Light kiss of my lips.
Does the night wake up the power? Can the spirit be invoked by secular rites? Is there only one The is my name. written in all books and fragrances of all flowers. Extracted from the inside of woman body. and hot. My name - Man! you idiots, prophets! Kneel you gods!
With a hand out I reach the fruits of knowledge. Bitter. Hot. Sweet. of the nightmares. I crucified the rose. The gate is big, there is only one path. you gods! I am the Man!
In a out and weak palm I hold gifts for you. I storms, lightnings, rain and sun. Incorruptible and eternal. I reign again. I have always reigned. I am The Man. I Am. is how my name sounds. I fruit and sceptre, sin and throne. Kneel!
And the fall and helpless elements cry. Mothers swallow their children because nothing left after me. Beggars stretch out dead hands, women are open and waiting. I the beggars, i give alms to the hot wombs. I lay down a new Law. Law-Me. the is big. Only I can push it. So kneel you gods, kneel you animals! And kneel you, the farger of the history! It's your turn!
In return I shall wash feet. And I shall pierce my side and flow only with purple, only with blood... In I shall forgive you your sins. In return I shall my emples with thorns. In return I die three deaths. you liar! I am The Man! I am Everything!