\'\' Es war ein Tag zwischen Regen und Wahnsinn
und der Zug nach irgendwo hatte verspätung...\'\'
It was a rainy-folly day and the train
to nowhere was late ...
At the station buffet I met the devil
with lamb\'s eyes .
We drank a belgian beer
that tasted of gall ...
In those bygone days,angelus
sounding the end .
Devouts embraced pharisees
and saying :
\'\' Next year in hell ! \'\'
May the herd moo
and thrive in these green pastures
in a creamy crematory ,scenario,
excreta crescendo ...
This week I found the doomsday chronicle
in the waiting room ...
I know all the last hour\'s rituals !
Never forget to give the lady Pythia
her obolus ...
And to flush behind the cadavers .
This world is full of tricksters ...
Tonight , I will humbly listen
to the home lie of the pope Leon
And I would leave as a good believer .
In the attic of my memories
I found a pious picture of my mother
carrying the lamb in her arms ...
gloria ! he\'s back !