The Eleventh Commandment

<br>(music by bartsch/matton - january 93)<br>(poems by bartsch - december 92)<br>When the dark lord told me to live<br>I felt the raised lust of possession<br>afterwards the death yell of an impaled nine-eye<br>gotten through my dutiful ears<br>i had to think of all the lost creatures<br>which strived of their existence<br>in the streaming of my black blood<br>nocturnal shadows, which glorified<br>the resurrection like trumpets<br>offered me the right way into hopelessness<br>enlighten my path into inaccessible licence<br>but though a blessed aspiration after mercy<br>fled from the eternal solitude<br>and discovered the deliverance<br>with the beauty of a rotten insect.