Here I come O Hades
Here I am O Sheol
Swallow me, thou great mouth of the valley of Hinnon
For what am I but a senseless creature.
A stone
A block,
A rock.
Of what good am I to humanity
If my soul is my sole concern?
Live I not with people and people alike?
Hath not we the same basal desires:
Long not we all for a better life,
Gasp we not for air,
Thirst not we for water,
Do we not all hunger,
And lust not we all for love?
What is my worth prey,
What is my worth
If this basic need I cannot give unto my fellow;
If I desire it all to myself?
The self indeed is lustful in desire,
Selfish aye!
The strength it has over its person is immense.
I have yielded to it,
Yet no satisfaction is there in me.
The very marrow of my bones is a loathsome thing to my heart.
I have become to my peers
A desirable friend
But an ill-favored lover.
An so,
Upon the stead of this choler that hath befallen me
I ride
To a befitting end,
Where many the likes of me lie.
With the out sweepings of Jerusalem let me be consumed.
Rejoice O flame
Without a heart.
Just as I did my fellow man without a heart hurt,
With ill-timed words and scant regard.
Eat now flame,
Just as I squandered their trust;
Devour! Thou Great Flame
Just as I without a care used many a person for my own gain.
For just as myself failed myself to satisfy
So Ates shall I,
And many more after me
As the ones before.
She consumes without quench,
Her belly is but a bottomless pit.
Fall I now slowly into her,
To remain as but a fading memory of no fond recall.
Eat, flame, eat
For just as I did unto others
So it shall be done to me. |
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