Mighty and erect is this will of mine, Rays of light illuminate me from within Blue and gold am I and red is in My eyes, a consummation devoutly wished for... The shredding of physical limitations, A gazing into depths so metaphysical Love is death and death is life to Come, death will only be the dew of immortality I have crushed an universe and naught remains So that I may go unto men for the last time And amongst them will my sun Set; in dying will I give them my choicest gift Love is death and death is life to Come, death implies change and individuality Love death therefore and long eagerly for it Kill thyself die daily neither of these alone is enough I have achieved true existence, The being of all thoughts come from my own Endless spirits wait for me to sculpt, The clay of their mundane essence