In twilight born
More than nocturne of day
In predawn depths discern'd
Your burning shape
Luminous beneath a fevered moon
What serpent grace defines
The Line, the Cross and the Curve?
So without a wall, some in misery
To nihil bend in pompous form
Durblind to the promise
The fullness of the void
Do only maenads know
How much fat to be sucked
So wisdom warps, so wisdom weaves
In penumbral gloom
In ash and bloom
Entangled violently
In this, infernally
A beast for thee
[00:46.634]In twilight born
[00:52.024]More than nocturne of day
[00:57.681]In predawn depths discern'd
[01:03.593]Your burning shape
[01:09.085]Luminous beneath a fevered moon
[01:20.379]What serpent grace defines
[01:24.988]The Line, the Cross and the Curve?
[01:48.139]So without a wall, some in misery
[02:11.048]To nihil bend in pompous form
[02:22.284]Durblind to the promise
[02:32.672]The fullness of the void
[03:07.789]Do only maenads know
[03:13.196]How much fat to be sucked
[03:58.193]So wisdom warps, so wisdom weaves
[04:31.854]In penumbral gloom
[04:37.774]In ash and bloom
[05:23.058]Entangled violently
[05:23.300]In this, infernally
[05:31.472]A beast for thee