Write in blood
Blood is Spirit
Don't give in to Reason
This is the temptation
I know better than the Holy Fathers
To know this world is enough to have compassion for it
I don't know him enough to love
There is no salvation in knowledge
No escape from the hustle and bustle
Only cunning and simplicity
As a result of his inability to cry
I water my own and others' blood
Turning her into canvases
Maybe someday it will become wine
When I gather enough poison
That turns water into it
And im expiring
At the origin of time
Until the light takes us all
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