Psychology Of The Vanquished

I, son of carbon and ammonia
Monster of darkness and radiance
Have suffered, since the genesis of childhood
The vile influence of the zodiac signs

Profoundly hypochondriac
This environment breeds repugnance in me
A nausea rises to my mouth, akin to the nausea
That escapes the mouth of a cardiac

The worm, this laborer of decay
That drinks the rancid blood of slaughter
Declares war upon life itself
Lurks to devour my eyes
And will leave me only the hair
In the inorganic coldness of the earth!

I, son of carbon and ammonia
Monster of darkness and radiance
Have suffered, since the genesis of childhood
The vile influence of the zodiac signs

The worm, this laborer of decay
That drinks the rancid blood of slaughter
Declares war upon life itself
Lurks to devour my eyes
And will leave me only the hair
In the inorganic coldness of the earth!

I, son of carbon and ammonia
Monster of darkness and radiance
Have suffered, since the genesis of childhood
The vile influence of the zodiac signs