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Oh, blissful truth in death's disguise,

to the sanctity of nothingness I abide

Suddenly I realise;

They lacerate me even in my suicide

So behold - the masquerade of rhapsody

these happy masks that kiss the passionate spring

(The epic poem of contradictional melody)

where saints and sinners goest to dance and sing

I am God

I am the nothingness the sun casts shades upon

Ah, I drink to thee, O, mesmerising tragedy

Bypass me not

I am Satan

I am the disharmonious orchestration of evil thoughts

Oh, I drink from the harlot's fair flood

Fuck me!

I am drunk on temptation's misguiding blood

Punish me and let the scavengers feast at my perplexed flesh

Brought to the scaffold I memorize, I break down and cry

Suddenly I realise...

...I MERIT DEATH