In the temple\'s corridor,
I see how a red light flashes,
And covers all over;
Its luminosity distillates a fragrance,
Resembling
A marble god\'s advent,
And the shadow projected on the floor
Shows
His fulfilled prophecy,
Which is written on air and warmth;
Like a flesh-and-blood spirit that walks
On silver crowns and purple orchids;
My hand is able to grasp a sword of His,
And slash the ether,
To make the sun scream.