SATAN SPEAKS I am Nature, the Mighty Mother, I am the law; ye have none other. I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh, I am the lust in your itching flesh. I am the battle's filth and strain, I am the widow's empty pain. I am the sea to smother your breath, I am the bomb, the falling death.
I am the fact and the crushing reason To thwart your fantasy's new-born treason. I am the spider making her net, I am the beast with jaws blood-wet. I am a wolf that follows the sun And I will catch him ere day be done. From Spirits in Bondage
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