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Bathing In Fire
And the instrument is an inanimate object Until its soul is blown into it And you hear its waling lamentation Our false sense of subjectivity Is life's main source of trepidation And hence we should achieve unity Unity with divination And be consumed by the light of fire Burned in desire by the fire of light Pick into your brain Go insane Call on the four archangels Bring Michael to quench your thirst But the baptism of fire is all that is quenching Summon Raphael to heal the gaping head wound But his healing salts only engender its growth Tell Azrael to remove breath out of this instrument But death is not annihilation, not riddance of subjectivity Bring Gabriel, Let him reveal Bring God's seal And I will unveil what I conceal Bring Him nearer to me than my spirit So that I may feel the fire The fire of desire Intimate love felt at the heart The spirited organ of the fleshy part As the four leave us And the world is put on hold My ears muted, my eyes blinded And my will becomes His
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