In the quest for shudders I was as the absence
Melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
Are the glorious those who triumph
In a kingdom of eternity?
A castle of sand
Whose roof has sheltered me
I sense "the absence of triumph and lust
Abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"
A whore gave birth to the flies
Who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks
I simulate the absence
"To enter a kingdom of
Flesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A fiery picture of poet in hell"
Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself
Melted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
A spectral fascination
For irony to serve
Are the glorious those who triumph
In a kingdom of eternity?
A castle of sand
Whose roof has sheltered me
I sense "the absence of triumph and lust
Abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"
A whore gave birth to the flies
Who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks
I simulate the absence
"To enter a kingdom of
Flesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A fiery picture of poet in hell"
Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself
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