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Ostracized as we are with God --
The watchers of the civilized wastes / reverse their signals on our track / Lepers of the moon / all magically diseased / we come among you / innocent / of our luminous sores / unknowing / how perturbing lights / our spirit / on the passion of Man / until you turn on us your smooth fools' faces / like buttocks bared in aboriginal mockeries / We are the sacerdotal clowns / who feed upon the wind and stars / and pulverous pastures of poverty / Our wills are formed / by curious disciplines / beyond your laws / You may give birth to us / or marry us / the chances of your flesh / are not our destiny --
The cuirass of the soul / still shines --
And we are unaware / if you confuse / such brief / corrosion with possession / In the raw caverns of the Increate / we forge the dusk of Chaos / to that imperious jewelry of the Universe / -the Beautiful --
While to your eyes / A delicate crop / of criminal mystic immortelles / stands to the censor's scythe.