Sacrilegium

Mario Panciera

Sacrilegium
Profanatio omnium quae deo
Vel sanctis propositis consecrantur


Sacrilegium


For long endless millions of instants I drank at the goblet of illusion
Tilling tumours and follies
Desperately wandering through the dark tunnels of the bone box
Then, submitting I chose to drown in the ashes of my dreams
When purity is raped, three days are not enough to resurrect


Everywhere leprosy spreads out
The light of the eyes is extinguished
Thunders now shatter the eardrums
The scream is: The plague be on you!


The dust I used to build
The impalpable reality of my nights
Brings me back along the paths
Where I scattered useless hopes


Believe!
Can I trust you?
No, please, don't!
Can I trust you?
Forever, really, forever!


My name is damne
These are just oaths engraved in the water
Obey!


Thank you, sir


As a child, or an idiot
Who follows the laws of the others?
Quicksands have just one unrelenting goal
Bon voyage, mon amour


Fight!


That invisible enemy nestled behind those
Gorgeous, false, sharp smiles


I can’t just say: Goodbye!


In order to conquer the future: And destroy it!
I go back once more into the abyss of my nothing
You know
The dead have the virtue of looking like each other


It seems like yesterday
We were children and playing at running after each other
You would often lock me in the dark cellar
And I implored: Please open!
I used to run trampling on the little heads cut off


Spread ripe on the lawn
We had no mother so we're taking turns in being her
You have visiting my dreams leaving to snow
Through almost closed fingers
Glittering crystals of verginal illusions


Time seemed our brother until the deadly night
Twisted, I preserved you, jealously, beside me
Gelid, adorned with the damned cloths of the sudden silence


While dreamful I offered you
A smile in a suspended flash
The spirit was plucked away
By the sacrilege of fatal arms!


Forever! Remember?
Forever! I kept the secret


Where is the bride? Forsaken him!
Fleeing the deceived! Left him alone!


Talk, talk
You fools!


Forever I wanted
Still, lifeless and empty
The shadow of you to lie on the bridal couch
Where you laughed astonished
Minding the tales bizarre and contorted
I told you every night
Prior to submitting to the empire of the dark


Mors at suae cohortis ludus
Anathema, anathema tibi!
Arcani vis et natura
Anathema, anathema tibi!


They who know, do not speak!
They who talk, do not know!
Maledictus! Maledictus!


We are just sketches of men
Caught in a wicked vortex where tertium non datur
Between being God or being damned


But, after all isn't it true that
An inaudible suggestion, an ineffable remorse
A secret instinct reveal the impurity hidden in success
The vulgarity of victory, the filth nestling
In fortune pure purity
Absolute catharsis is in misadventure
In tragedy in one's ineluctable check mate


And when the lights dim and falls slowly the curtain
I return to dance in a ring
With the skeleton man and the bearded lady
The bird-boy and the laughing dwarf


Among dragons and avenging angels
Winged maidens and herds of blind men
Who bark with open wide eyes
Taking me at last to the world where
Uncertainty does not exist
In heaven or underground


Sacrilegium


Forasmuch as it hath pleased almighty God, in his great message
To take out of this world the soul of our dead brother here departed
We therefore commit this body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust
In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life, through our lord Jesus Christ, amen


Even angels cry if a heron refuses to fly and prefer to creep among worms

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