I Kissed PILATO's Hands  and touched the Nails in JESUS' ones  Making the Favourite JEWELS  of my WIFE with His collapsed EYES  In the Pure Waters of BAPTISM,  I have baths of Iconoclast Youth  On the Humilated Cross of CHRIST,  I hang on the Ghosts of MORAL Slaveries    Two Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN's foundations  Rise-up on Earth ENTRAILS  Two Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN's columns  Are full of Reptiles drenched with WASTED prayers  My Flight is now NOCTURNE, Unsoiled by Celestial TRINITIES  Your Beloved GOD, my once UNREQUESTED Shelter    I saw him drowning in my EXCREMENTS  in the Dim Light of a no-Consolation ORACLE  I Won't be Chained to you Forever  I Won't be Victim of My Human Desire    My FLESH not praying for Mercy anymore, and my Soul has gone  Leaving a Black WEB on its Place...  ...a black Web Devourin the ONCE deposed Egg  Gift of an eighteen years Soul TRASCENDENCE    I, the Delivered Treasure  I, Field of Misery  I, Enfeebled Cobweb  I, the Mirror Phobic, the Neo-Phobic  I, Marbre Noir  I, Shadow of Myself  I, TRAGOEDIA