Is it wrong to want to be immortal?
Time reminds me that this body is weak;
It shall go back to the earth, it’s mortal.
I have not long to become what I seek.
Full devotion to thy highest passion;
Dionysian sacrifice to art;
What my heart beats to, saneness in question.
This I love shall kill me, this my escort
Through varied dimensions, through history;
It may seem hubris but can I not live?
My life fading away in a hurry.
I long to awaken and feel alive,
Before my bones dry and my soul is dead,
I must create art, it is this I wed.
I have not long to become what I seek.
Full devotion to thy highest passion;
Dionysian sacrifice to art;
What my heart beats to, saneness in question.
This I love shall kill me, this my escort
Through varied dimensions, through history;
It may seem hubris but can I not live?
My life fading away in a hurry.
I long to awaken and feel alive,
Before my bones dry and my soul is dead,
I must create art, it is this I wed.
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