I crucified a flower, a red rose. It withers all the round and blooms only once a year. On day which will be my birth for all worlds that I 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 gate is big. It to heaven. And hell.
The first step is difficult. and uncertain. with the new experience. The gate is big but a light push is enough and the demons of dreams become my and armor. The guardian angel put to shame into the hood of night. Black mirrors reflect hundredfold silent breath of my thoughts. hope becomes my command.
Is the crown for me? Yes, it is! I the throne, the sceptre and the out of blood. Is the crown for me? Yes, it is! I deserve the woven out of blood, because of blood made the sacrifice.
I am the and the power. Prefather. Cosmose. The gate is big but I move it with a 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 one path? The is my name. Name written in all and fragrances of all flowers. from the inside of woman body. Moist and hot. My name - Man! Kneel you idiots, prophets! you gods!
With a hand out I reach the fruits of knowledge. Bitter. Hot. Sweet. of the nightmares. I have crucified the rose. The is big, there is only one path. you gods! I am the Man!
In a stretched out and weak I hold gifts for you. I storms, lightnings, rain and sun. Incorruptible and eternal. I shall 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 children because there's nothing left after me. Beggars out their 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 gate is big. Only I can 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 your feet. And I pierce my side and flow down with purple, only with blood... In return I forgive you your sins. In return I shall adorn my with thorns. In return I shall die deaths. you liar! I am The Man! I am Everything!