A beast, deformed of face,
To taste indulgence,
Best the bliss of ignorance,
Man had the rest of,
Eternity in safety with--

Born deaf, dumb and blind,
Isolated from woman’s touch,
Such the fate of early life--
To be bridled, groomed and sold,
And awakened to sexuality,
For the entertainment and pleasure of--

The first son of the Illuminated,
Glory, praise, alleluia.
To bow to the split-tongued saint,
in perverse anointment reign,
Did I lose to pleasure--

Wanton, desire, wanting fire,
Dark embroidered suffering--

Sweat-drenched sheets of loneliness.
 
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