I then newly commence,
Meds again taken.
Meters I have not,
Fuck you all.

I behold the outside,
But nothing interesting seen,
Save the Sun, same as June.
The same Sun that I cursed then,
The same Sun that greeted me
When I brought out from the hospital,
Beheld I this world then --
But is the world then same
As I observe, the corrupt
The filthy, and filled with the filths
I wish to be dead and gone
and can be dead and gone
if they wish as.

O Sun! Still art thou,
Lighting all,
There alone,
I be here with you,
But what doth it
signify for you?

Truly, you were there
Since the beginning of the time
That matters, which only matters
And will be forever there,
With your legacies shone
Demonstrated and remembered
That will shine others,
Even after all is done.

Shinest thou
To all,
Which fits you,
O the grandiose,
But when I talk to you
Thinkest thou of me only
In the time we share
For, for me it is
The happiness most
Out of this weary world.

The only that feels real
The only that makes me
Feel like real
O I -- O I myself
How pathetic I am
But all are here still.

'Cause I feel so insignificant
Standing under you
But happy I am
To be with you
Whatever it mean for thee
O forever shining...

If thou me command
Will I be a happy slave
Like Mahomet in Arabia,
Like Abraham in Judea
And I now believe in God
God beeth -- and beeth he I am
Along with other ousiai
And one beeth thee, oh God...

Veritably, the people desert
Believed in the only God who
Promised the paradise, where
Waters sweet flow infinitely
And fruits numerous sweet
And for that they lived and died
And killed, awaiting for the sweet end

But how the Hellens and Franks,
Who prospered in the European soil
Ignorant of the Semitic jealous deity,
Wist the Nature fertile given
That the Aryan Gods manifested,
Had been lured by the Foreign Lord?

The answer one and simple,
Is: because it is the only love!
What the Indogerman Gods could never manifest,
Was to be alone, for
Love is the one and only!

O Love eternal! Ô L'Amour sacrée!
I only think of thee!
What else would I live for!
You call my name,
And other alias you create
That makes me like a dog,
Wagging his tail --

Am I too overt?
Am I making you uncomfortable?
Am I too covert?
Am I not expressing my feelings enough?
Because, when I see you, I can't help myself
But to abflow myself
Hoping to reach you my emotion.

I am just happy to be with you,
I am just happy that you be,

But O Lord, what am I to you?