Thrown back to this Life

After Centuries of Mourning.

I gave my Youth to be immortal

But with me my Grief can't cease.



I return to a World where Baseness reigns

Subhumans control platitudinously.

Like thousand Contagions it deforms your Mind,

Obey and join Mediocritie's Void.



A shallow Existence in Sycophancy,

Replaceable Numbers, devoid of Nobility,

What warrants your Judging on my divine Feats,

Low Life without the Right to exist.



I enter the Realm my Beloved is gone

Mesmerized with Peaches in her Hand.

Before Metamorphosis came to an End

Dews touched her Pustules and she went beyond.



Phantasmagoric, scarlet Lips,

In burning Fervour I devote.

Immersed in an ethereal Kiss

Beneath the Trees where Marble grows.



Sister, Brocade in gorgeous Fanes,

In Delirium we are combined .

Rivulets of yearning Dreams

Flow to the Seas with putrid Choirs.



Concealed in a Reverie

Of sylvan Clouds in golden Skies

A Nihilist in Misanthropy

Weeps on Mirror's other Side.



Where Ants vaporize on cold Stones

Our stillborn Children play

Incorporeally mirthless Games

With wan and ulcerous Hands.



[Lyrics written in Autumn 1992]

[Music finished in May 1994]