Poisoning by venom of importance  Non - priority it would be a gravity not to raise  But the march of hyperindividualities  Without any trace of fear of unmasking  Inflicted insults upon myself  More and more...  Caused by ostentatious destruction  Rusting scutum of alienation  The first surfeit of the deepest desires  Jus like Shanghai at dawn  Always ready to unite  All possible excitements  I built myself scaffoding  Upon beautiful, illusory sounds  upon beautiful, illusory love  Now I will dance...  Instinctive attempts of invastion  (As one wish to think) the entrance into paradise  That's plain absurd  The truths revealed lately vulgar provocation  Lack of joy is ability of symbolic fight  Lack of other orthodoxies of "true art - soul" type  Generally make the specific collection of scoundrels  From under the highest mountain  At least I experienced the knowledge  Of feelings always turned down  Nothing I destroyed, rather ennobled  All primitive experiences  Now I'm clear...