Even the Temple of great Artemis
Shall bow before the tempest of my intrepidity!
Judge me o highest Ephesean authorities!
Execute me, forsake me and curse my name!
Silence all voices in this void of lustre
Yet nothing can divide me from my fame!
“What matter the victims, provided the gesture is beautiful?”
Perhaps my life was a stargazer’s life
But my acts were a sermon against escapism
The ardency burning my vigorous soul
Turning all prudence into joyful unreason
Not even the threat of damnatio memoraie
Can’t prevent the fiery glory-seeker
From trying to kiss the feet of true eternity:
For death is for the weak, oblivion for the weaker
I never desired less than to become the Alpha and the Omega...
...I now admit I should desired to become even more…
Stepping on untouched soil gives the mob a reason
To pull down the explorer and call him a heretic
And perhaps what doesn’t kill ye, makes ye stronger
Yet now the fate is sealed and the days are numbered
...For God is only an idea made up to inspire us in overwhelming it!
Locked in a candle-lightened chamber
And diving into the depths of myself
Still I create my absonant music
The monument I built for my love
“What matters the death of vague human beings,
If thereby the individual affirms himself?”
Part Two: The Fall of the Antagonist
Although the Fall was prolonged
It seems that Sardanapalus’s fate can’t be avoided
What a satisfaction for the most miserable ones
And what a ease for all their slave-holders
Is to spit on my face and trample me with their dirty feet
To see the herd affirm itself in crushing the individual
Despite how deep I fell,
In the worst Abyss there’s one solace,
One truth no one can deny
And this is it:
“I have not been and I became
I am and I’m glad that I am
I will be and I shall stay remembered forever
“How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning, how
Art thou cut down to the ground which didst weaken the Nations
For thou had said in thine heart: I will ascend into heaven, I will
Exalt my throne above the stars of God I will seat also upon the mount
Of the congregation, in the side of the north. I will ascend above the
Height of the cloud, I will be like the most High…”
– Isaiah 14:12–17