Knowledge Through Confusion and Communication Through Delirium

Since you, my Lord

Know me through a confusion

Always mistaking me with other men

I will again

Communicate with you

Through the delirium.

I beg you, Lord, to hear my delirium

Today again as everyday

But first

Look at the desert where

I preach.

You like it, don't you?

Those idiots who echo me

Belong to a random convoy

Of lunatics

Who are not bound to stay, so please don't mind them!