Angel
Beyond Delire
Son of Light
You are painter of the world,
Breath your art, varnish my being.
Take pleasure in the round,
br/>Evening flowers become the priest.
Son of light,
Golden phallus, star of time,
Incendiary flame,
Join your brazier to the god of winds.
To the heart of the sun
Still rings the death knell of the past.
Leave the straw to the crows,
Burn my body with your eternity ©.
Threads of light.
Threads of light.
Threads of light.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI