Awakening from Perpetual Contemplation - Korova

Thrown back to this Life

After Centuries of Mourning

I gave my Youth to be immortal

But with me my Grief can’t cease

I return to a World where Baseness reigns

Subhumans control platitudinously

Like thousand Contagions it deforms your Mind

Obey and join Mediocritie’s Void

A shallow Existence in Sycophancy

Replaceable Numbers, devoid of Nobility

What warrants your Judging on my divine Feats

Low Life without the Right to exist

I enter the Realm my Beloved is gone

Mesmerized with Peaches in her Hand

Before Metamorphosis came to an End

Dews touched her Pustules and she went beyond

Phantasmagoric, scarlet Lips

In burning Fervour I devote

Immersed in an ethereal Kiss

Beneath the Trees where Marble grows

Sister, Brocade in gorgeous Fanes

In Delirium we are combined

Rivulets of yearning Dreams

Flow to the Seas with putrid Choirs

Concealed in a Reverie

Of sylvan Clouds in golden Skies

A Nihilist in Misanthropy

Weeps on Mirror’s other Side

Where Ants vaporize on cold Stones

Our stillborn Children play

Incorporeally mirthless Games

With wan and ulcerous Hands