As any essence appears To be consequence of greater, Human being of mine Is a part of Creator. Any stone under feet As a flesh of a christ Is the same way part of Darkness As the part of the Light.
Any thought of human being That will decay in it's oblivion Has the lightside of Good, But the darkside of Evil.
The god of the flesh, And the Satan of soul, Are parts of same substance That are filling thy world. Lonelyness of existance Will never leave being, Thus I bless and I curse myself As a part of Begining.
There's no god outside of the essence All the great and despicable is inside of ourselves There's no point in trying to find all there reasons While they coinside with the End... Till the End... Till the End... Till the End... Till the End!