I am the freedom of a shining star Wounded by chance as I dance away through time Voluptuous orgy! Destroyer of the light Descending, descending upon me like the night I am the sound of a black wind With deafening silence and violence unseen I revel in filth and drink from the unclean I am the wolfish. I rise from below With hammer blow will and eyes to the sun my act of creation has only just begun I write with blood from my open wounds to see the dawn of change From deep in the night comes the moment dissenting to reason: so clear, so strange With movements unseen to the animal instinct we fold like cut off heads Surrender to evil and will the silence that words must always betray I see it! I see it! It comes from below With courage unshaken it reaches above to reap what it has sown This madness surely commands myths of its own The wounds it has opened shall never be closed and for this I must now go