Skinned from Eden, man, reveal
Yourself to me - I the earthly
Spirit; he who beckons thee!
Spirit-shaped son of mud,
Stardust shadow born of death;
Down the dew of Eden, march
T'wards the gate of gates!
But, alas, serpent wed, your mistress
Savours the fruit of gods; wisdom
Most forbidden plagues mankind's heart!
To be finished.
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Author:
Joakim Bergen (
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