Blasphemer

Lyrics

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