I am the child of woman, and the Sky is my father.
I walk along paths that many fear to tread.
I bring you enlightenment.
I am the child twice born, once from her, once from him.
I set the Earth to shaking with my footsteps.
I bring you fear.
I am the child who sought his mother.
I stride into the very bowels of the Earth for her.
I bring you courage.
I am the child of a mighty king, and the queen did hate me.
I set men’s hearts on fire with the warmth of the grape.
I bring you introspection.
I am the child made god, who stood fast against death.
I make your legs quiver with desire for me.
I bring you oblivion in a bottle.
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