Classic Poem

O my Good! O my Beautiful! Atrocious band where I falter! Fairy bridge! Hooray for the incredible work and the heavenly bodies, for the first time! It began in the laughter of children, it will end by them. This poison will remain in all our veins even when, turning fanfare, we will be returned to the old disharmony. O now we so worthy of these tortures! collect fervently that superhuman promise made ÔÇïÔÇïto our body and our soul created: this promise, this madness! Elegance, science, violence! We were promised to bury in the shade the tree of good and evil, to deport the tyrannical civilities, so we brought our very pure love. It started with some disgust and it ends, we can not take on-field this eternity, it ends with a stampede of perfumes.
Laughter of children, discretions slaves, austerity of virgins, horror figures and objects here, soyezvous sacred by the memory of the night before. It began with all the boorishness, here it ends with angels of fire and ice.
Little sleep drunkenness, holy! if only for the mask you have given us. We will affirm Method! We must not forget that yesterday you glorified each of our ages. We believe the poison. We know how to give our whole life every day.
This is the time of Assassins .