Testo di Mother Infirmity

Each aggrandized yet loathsome life Is called sacred in your mouths Each crawling worm is worthy deeed And every barren mind Each life in death crawling In frailty and idle flesh An existence like unto the rat Whose meat is other rats Mother pity, vile, great deceiver And wolfish governess to the other rats Mother infirmity How beautiful and sweet This burden to fools Mother infirmity The strong mind for the crippled one Of strong be the right word Enlarding a fat already sickness The strong hand for the crippled wrist That feebly grasps its crown To bow before a weakling child The open door that invites and tempts These rats at it to pick Who glory every hideous disease Upon whom it is impossible to pour Too much contempt All worthless fucking vermin scum Scum! Scum!