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The Lost World of Death and Desire

Yasmin Hemmate

I’ve seen the downfall of the sun,
And swoon of the stars
God is dead and
The devil has escaped from the hell
Men rip out one another’s flesh with their
Lustful fangs
The scrumptious smell of blood pervades everywhere,
And darkness, rage, and desire are oozing in my blood.
I’ve torn apart my body
And pulled out
My cursed child
I’ve taken her shining eyes out
Not to see the hideous world
The whole world sinks into my infernal laughter.

Silence, this formidable silence
Deafens my ears
Oh, my hideous child
Don’t stop crying!
Cry! You’ve been born to be tortured
Blindness is not enough
You are only an excrement
Worthless excrement in the
Womb of an impotent God
You are an aborted fetus
Die! My cursed creature.

I’ve killed her.
I’ve ripened out her weak heart with my lustful fangs.
Darkness, lust, rage and death are the only things flowing in my blood
Since
I’m the fallen angel
Who’s escaped the hell
I’m the Dead God...
I’m the Man.

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