As I descended with the Dogs Blood Rising
So then I ascended to the Thunder Perfect Mind
Great grey bloodspeckled slabs of slate have fallen
This is my vision in the croaking jeering world：All idiotic faces and swollen hearts
In the papers the faces are not real
In the world the faces are not real but in the Heart of the Hearts the Face is real
The dead die abroad
The crows fly
The wolves fly
And four poorly painted cardboard horsemen sheet over the back of the winds
They are not legion but closed
God walked on Earth in those days
Now
Still
In my Hearts He walks still
In the green fields far away there is a solid tree
Mother and the Sign she makes
On the brokenhorse zodiac signs
Yellow face passes
All the Rainbow her arms were
All books piled up in dirty heaps
Craterlike surface
Pitted Oh
Bellissima Largherana if the seahorse was golden
Colden
And talking back the bloody streams of God's own Pain：
Why should we have compassion for others
When God Himself has had no pity
On others Take back the bloodspeech
She said to me
Certain colours came from her body
She is alone
God walked on Earth in those days
Now
Still
In my Hearts He walks still
And the brokenface of this horizoned world is covered by crystalcross ice
And the brokenface of this horizoned world is covered by crystalcross ice
When this whole wide eyeless world sighs
This eyeless world sighs
All the stars are souls each single planet is the lifeflame of the nothingy eternally spark
I cannot believe despite the evidence of one Godeye
And one pooreye that this world is God's own bloodred grassgreen blueblack skypied Paradise
When I lay in the arms of one woman I said to her silent：
You will be forever mine though You go as You shall though You diediedie
Sleep as You shall die I shall love You always between Your bodies
I pray that I shall be forever Thine
If I say to You Love then Listen You should be crowned above all
God walked on Earth in those days
Now still
In my Hearts He walks still