Tu fui ego eris, Odi et Amo Tempus est quaedam pars aeternitatis Domina omnium et regina ratio est The web of our life is of a mingled yard Legitimate and vile gathered None of less how beauteous mankind is Wee, both in the Catacombe Estranged from the Salvation Grif thyself, Thy pleasant past days neer revive Thy silent dewe shedd exhausted Gracious the liberation, Thou art not bandage but conqure Lipp dip on strange crimson fruit, Gout of sweet honey sweet Utinam tam facile vera invera possem quam facile convincere Light, seeking light doth light of light beguile You shew no thawn The dust of flower petals, unspoken It doth not leave no trace to posterity Sneer at loud at thy flesh thorn Pick up thine incarnadine Crowne Stuggle writhe even though Darkness unshaken off trash Hideous trash Praise thy thirst as bodie desious Plenty water meet thine a demand Full the thirst as much to drown make amends for Hollow