2. 14 then bull-men linked in the abyss of putrefaction then I smite - I who was the priestess of Ahathoor rejoice in your love, so thou hast appeared unto me with sword and spear, in the very hour I beheld corruption, but I woo thee with a dagger drawn across my throat, but thou wilt inflict the punishment of pleasure Now!

3. I am like a love-sick courtesan of Corinth: The bride of Chaos, for there is a factor infinite & unknown; thou dost consummate Thy rapture! Men began to light fires upon the earth.