(When he had so spoken, I beheld the Angel,
stretched out his arms, embracing the flame
of fire, and he was consumed, and arose as
Elijah. Note. This Angel, who is now became a
Devil, is my particular friend. We often read
the Bible together in its infernal or diabolical
sense, which the world shall have if they
behave well. I have also The Bible of Hell,
which the world shall have whether they will or no.)
[`SLEEP DEPRIVATION` THEME:]
Sleep and then you will see,
As you even can`t imagine yourself
As sometimes all of the things
Overturn upside-down...
Oh, my dearest!
They seem to be real
And all of them -
I mean those people are sheep who do not differ from one an another
Sleep and then you will see...
Have a look at your dreams -
They are burning in flames
Like the rags torn asunder.
And under you feet...
Can`t you see dying days?
You cannot leave
Your sweet `sleepering` chamber
Nobody minds,
That`s only a dream.
It`s high time to go ahead to bed...
Nothing yet...
Almost done,
Two-faced devil`s child,
Rise and cry;
`Nobody won
Anyone,
And lost this one either...
Having arrived from the other side,
Forlorn in silent pride`.
Mist and disease do exist in your dreams.
Strange flames are waltzing so beautiful now
Under your feet
And on your way home;
There is no need to cure:
They are your sick overture
Before you go insane at all.
Autumn flames stole your dreams...
Dancing flames stole your soul...
Nobody minds if you fall asleep.