Doors of his face, the lamps of his mouth   Vargant Lord of plagues   And deserts; he speaks on behalf   Of savage and of charm   Thus loathsome and beautiful twin   Skilful, frigid hands.   So subtle the nature of sin.      The spider's kiss   Aesthetics bizarre   For many in shapes of the beauty unversed   Multiform it's species;   Vestments and vestures are diverse      Spider's kiss   So charming, attractive, delicious and sweet   There's a grace in vile, a glamour,   Enjoy the unique    Comes now impetuous tide to waters wild,   Seas, ship furrowed not   Comes now the concept   Left to minds alert   A day when great is subverted.   And will we mourn over his gifts?   Nescient of the gloom, once sent to a realm of eclipse...      Former nevermore   Their commonness has passed us by.   Mortal architects, we raise the pathology high...