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I bled on a pivotal stretch 
Like a clockwork Christ 
Bears sore stigmata , bored 

And as i threw Job , I drove 
Myself to a martyred wretch 
To see if I drew pity 
Or pretty litanies from the Lord 

So the plot sickened 
With the comming of days 
Ill millennia thickened 
Wht the claret I sprayed 
And though they saw red 
I left a dirty white stain 
A splintered knot in the grain 
On Eden`s marital aid 

So glad for the madness 

I walked the walls naked to the moon 
In Sodom and Babylon 
And through rich whores and corridors 
Of the Vatican 
I led a sordid Borgia an 

I read the Urilia text 
So that mortals wormed 
As livebait for the dead 

And as I broke hope , I choked 
Another Pope with manna peel 
Dictating to DeSade 
In the dark entrails of the Bastille 
And as He wrote , I smote 
A royal blow to the heads of France 
And in the sheen of guillotines 
I saw others , fallen , dance 

I was an incurable 
Necromantic old fool 
A phagadaena that crawled 
Drooling over the past 
A rabid wolf in a shawl 
A razor`s edge to the rule 
That the stars overall 
Were never destined to last 

So glad for the madness 

I furnaced dreams , a poet , foe of sleep 
Turning sermons with the smell 
On Witchfinder fingers 
Where bad memories lingered 
Burning , as when Dante 
Was freed to map Hell 

I sired schemes and the means 
To catch sight of the seams 
And the vagaries inbetween... 

And midst the lips and the curls 
Of this cunt of a world 
In glimpses I would see 
A nymph with eyes for me 

Eyes of fire that set all life aflame 
Lights that surpassed art 
In sight , that no intense device of pain 
Could prise their secrets from my heart 

I knew not Her name 
Though her kiss was the same 
Without a whisper of shame 
As either Virtue or Sin`s 
And pressed to Her Curve 
I felt my destiny swerve 
From damnation reserved 
To a permanent grin... 

So glad for the madness

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