Lord of the Dance
Golgatha’s gravity reversed
When Isaac laughed an Easter verse.
Lord of the Dance, the devil’s slain;
O death, where is thy sting, thy stain?
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Musings on Kurt Philip Behm's Thus Spake Zarathustra
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