'I am the gentle stream that trickles through the summer glades of ever green peace,
therefore we will drink my sleep and dream...
I am the bleeding sky, the snatching wind of war,
blowing through the savage garden...
My crown is fire, the erotic sinews of lust,
like strings to be pulled, and cut...
I will make my puppets dance,
the men will bow down before me to take my flesh as lucid thoughts of dark,
I am all these things and more,
thus I await you, nemesis of restraint, the code of life,
and the bride of evil itself.'
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