Behemoth

The entrance to the spheres of Mars



Freedom - said I And then the sun set and the dusk Fell on my life Transformations and metamorphoses It was what I experienced there, on the south of heaven I was striking with my fists at the heavens ceilings Too low I fell, I did not reach the step-father's neck Although his visage seemed so close With bony fingers I desired to clench the crown of thorns In vain, I have trampled the paradisical flower of love And I trample its rights here, on the earth Each sin - my soldier A daemon of the several thousand strong cavalery Not gods son I am, but the child of million stars While each of them symbolises different human fraility greater than mine I am the wisdom and the perfection of the universe.