Devouring Famine

Listen to the breathing of that which in sick delectation*
 And devouring famine restores the new order
 By contamination and incubation
 Unity restored in imperious necessity
 What a vertigo under the vault of the crimson sky!
 L'exclusion inconcevable d'une seule ame serait un danger pour l'Harmonie
 éternelle.
 I am an accomplice and my disheveled laughters and moans
 Are of the same essence as the fervour of a Saint
 It is senseless to fight against this infinite stream
 Behind this threshold life exhausts itself, loses itself
 Rejoice, for tonight it is an eerie birth that we celebrate!
 And with dusk, as shadows slowly recover the land
 The most extreme solitude drapes the shoulders
 Of a distant silhouette bearing a glacial emptiness
 Laden like a luminous storm in which sun and lightening are prolonged
 A wound through which, hastening from all points of the universe
 Desolation spreads in choatich convulsions