Maldoror

How vile to utter his name

He who has slugs, lice & snails

Fleeing at the sight of their enemy

He who would break the bones

and tear the skin of the

Noble sacred youth

Until flaps of flesh hang

Fiend beast and venomous ghoul

His pale corpse like sheen

knows no more

He who would rend the pink faced child's cheeks

The eyes contemplate

While the razor sits and grins

He who would stitch your eyes shut

Depriving you of the spectacle

of the universe

Fiend beast and venomous ghoul

His pale corpse like sheen

knows no more

He who would rend the pink faced child's cheeks

The eyes contemplate

While the razor sits and grins

He who would stitch your eyes shut

Depriving you of the spectacle

of the universe

He who would break your arms like two try branches

and then forcibly make you eat them

He who who would raise your virgin body by the legs

and swing you around like a fiend

and hurl you against the wall

and each drop of your blood

would spurt onto a human breast

to get forth an example of his weakness

Fiend beast and venomous ghoul

His pale corpse like sheen

knows no more

He who would rend the pink faced child's cheeks

The eyes contemplate

While the razor sits and grins

He who would stitch your eyes shut

Depriving you of the spectacle

of the universe