Errance Eternelle

My consciousness leaves my body.
Human forms who dissipating, I fly away on top of world, master of my destination. I see : wind in the trees which always will blow, snow on the mountains
which always will fall, death on the earth which always will act, fire on the sun which always will burn. I am dazzled by
this intense light.
I suffer from vile pains. The whole humanity fell prey to scourge. The cities saw
themselves dying in many deaths without number. I can't make head to words of men because it's in arms of evil gods in which I grown.