I am the spark of disorder .
Son of Aeris .
I am the breath of discord.
Child of Anomia .
In this frozen suburb
of the icy cosmos ,
Consciousness of a distant memory,
the periphery ...
The mean Triton laughts at me .
Lost planet, your painful blue
burns in the nest of an aborted crystal.
Heavy is your eternity
that I hold in my hand ...
From a carnal ocean rises the storm
of methane from souls .
Dancing mornful beauty .
My solitude wanders through
formless bubbles palace.
Formol flavored flash ,
you write the name of the gods
on hydrogen sulfurous clouds !
Mad birds flying above the celestial abysses,
carried away by the long moan
of the ethereal whirl ...
Infinitude never ceases to be reborn
in this night that dawns on the chasm chimera...
Dark shimmering .
Dolls veiled in lustful lunar desire ,
why try to conquer you ?
I am the inspiration of chaos ,
born from the womb of aeris .
I am the expiration of the uncreated,
fruit of Anomia .
The mischievous Triton mocks me .
Forever enslaved by the winds of neptune...