You fade away spewing their words up.
Rise to fall, lie to last.
Look! Nothing is opening it's arms…
Tangle of urges overflows
Staining every gesture and moment.
Raise your head and grasp that jest.
Anti-god lurks in non-existence.
Mute words of those who know
Distort the mouths of deranged fools into a sneer.
No war will be! No revolution!
The punishment is equal.
Perfectly cold-no bond with this comedy.
Another urges from outside change nothing.
Hideous, complete in itself tangle of desires
And millions of hands stretched out
Towards the swallowing void.
No cry-long desired dementia.
