“Yet I have a clever touch and pander to your vices. While looking on in exultation. And so I play my game, with the exuberance of experience, the strange and terribly subtle final aims of my Asiatic Blood that remain a mystery to you.” PlayGamesMysteryBloodStrangeAimFinalsJewVicesCleverSubtleExuberance Author:Paul Meyer
“When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final nail with bony thud, When, over the foul flooding river, Upon the wet grey height, I toss Before my land's grim looks, and shiver As I swing here upon the cross, Then, through the blood and weeping, stretches My dying sight to space remote; I see upon the river's reaches Christ sailing to me in a boat.” LooksChristSpaceBloodLandDyingRedRiversCrossesSightFinalsBoatHeightSwingsWetNailsSailingGreyPalmsWeepingFoulGrimTossBerriesShiverFloodingHangmanDank Author:Alexander Blok