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Universal factor of transformism
Son of teleological matter
In abundance or in squalor
Worm, his darkly baptized name
He never invokes harsh exorcism
In his daily, funereal task
And lives in union with bacteria
Free from anthropomorphic disguise
Feasts on the rot of bitter fruits
Dines on the dropsy, gnaws lean entrails
And from fresh corpses swells the hand
Ah! For him the rotting flesh remains
And in the wealth of matter’s inventory
His offspring inherit the largest share!
Universal factor of transformism
Son of teleological matter
He never invokes harsh exorcism
In his daily, funereal task
Worm, his darkly baptized name
Feasts on the rot of bitter fruits
Dines on the dropsy, gnaws lean entrails
And from fresh corpses swells the hand
Ah! For him the rotting flesh remains
And in the wealth of matter’s inventory
His offspring inherit the largest share!
In abundance or in squalor
And from fresh corpses swells the hand
And lives in union with bacteria
And in the wealth of matter’s inventory
His darkly baptized name, the God-worm
