The Enigmatic Spirit

From a far existence a phantom came
To gibe and curse the mortal.
Abhorrent was it bleareyed glance
Which petrified everything, even the wind.
So, from which dimensions did it travel ?
This metaphysical envoy.
Which breaks the logical symmetry,
And stand above our planetary puzzel.

All this is symptomatic for those
Who's been baptized in fire.
It is at least my thesis
So I want the spirit to speak.

(The Spirit:)
"In Heaven I am a wild ox.
On earth I am a lion.
A jester from hell,
And the shadows allmighty.
The scientist of darkness
Older than the constellations.
The mysterious jinx and
The error in heavens masterplan."

An amorphous energy
Spawned in a cataract of flames
Invisible for our Supervision.
Do we dare to open our minds and souls
To even Analyse it?
Or should it rest in secrecy?
All I know is that I can't deny it
Licentious attraction
So I want the spirit to speak.

(The Spirit:)
"In Heaven I am a wild ox.
On earth I am a lion.
A jester from hell,
And the shadows allmighty.
The scientist of darkness
Older than the constellations.
The mysterious jinx and
The error in heavens masterplan.

In Heaven I am a wild ox.
On earth I am a lion.
A jester from hell,
And the shadows allmighty.
The scientist of darkness
Older than the constellations.
The mysterious jinx and
The error in heavens masterplan."