And when He Falleth

play by Raymond
music by Theatre of Tragedy & Pal Bjastad

«There hath past away a glore fro the earth;
A glore that in the hearts and minds of men,
Men demented - blinfolded by light,
Flourisheth as weed in their well-groom'd garths.»

«Might I too was blindfolded ere,
Tho' years have master'd me
A masque of this to fashion:
Seer blest, thou best philosopher!»

«'Tis the divine comedy -
The fool and the mocking court:
Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!:
We hold the Earth fro Heaven away.»

«Believe? In a deity long dead? -
I would rather be a pagan suckled in creeds outworn;
With faertytales fill'd up in head:
Thoughts of the Book stillborn.»

«Be my kin free fro carnal sin,
Bridle the thoughts of thy Master.»

«The quality of mercy and absolution,
Whence cometh such qualities?
Build thyself a mirror in which
Solely wanton images of thy desire appear!»

«'Tis the divine tragedy -
The fool and the mocking court:
Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!:
Make us guffaw at thy futile follies,
Yet for our blunders - Oh, in shame;
Earth beareth no balm for mistakes -
We hold the Earth fro Hell away.»

«Shadow of annoyance -
Ne'er come hither!
...And when He falleth, He falleth like Lucifer,
Ne'er to ascend again...»

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