The temptation cruel, vile
poison in the river sweet.
Wound still fresh, it’s cold.
Powder with more salt!
(Let it hurt me!)
Through pain the wise is born:
viridity crave for life
from pain I won’t die,
cause power I have found.
(Let it burn me!)
This time I shall win
over the objectless hate,
over maimed vainglory,
over every single sin.
The signs of taint
I saw in pure fount
No longer stops me
Your base vile rage
Was beautiful your outward
till I looked into the soul:
venomous viper’s teeth
a cob the tarantula knit.
Naive deeds on my account
my candor never understood.
Shadows slowly comprise.
My King, bring me the light!
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