Besedila:
Paramaecium

When I saw him I fell at his feet as though dead. Then he placed his right hand on me and said: a??Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am

I am not alive, though they say I am. Such is the grave inconsequence of man; liar that I am, I am not alive at all, not alive at all, no. I am not alive

Distant voices begin to sing, "Now the fire's burning, let the fire spread so those who think they live will realise that they are dead. Over eons, over

Darkness in the garden The prayers of the Desired of Nations are spent As the blood drips from His flesh Treachery The traitor's kiss of love was active

Evil calls to me, reaching out through eternity Evil takes away all the faith that I own today Demons taunt my soul, throw my heart in this wretched hole

The light of morn pours through the window To settle on pages torn The book, so old, vainly the truth waits for Someone to read but is untold Time is

We sailed from southern England to the coast of Palestine I stepped upon the shore and gazed back across the brine For my own impress I ventured to explore

Lassitude overwhelming me, my consideration to relent once more strengthened with time. But the pervasiveness of the promise, "Thou shalt not be enticed

In the distance, my falcon flies, circling above a clearing in the forest. Suddenly, I hear its cries as it falls to the ground to its death. Leaving