Kak mnogo slyoz ja ukral u tebja?

I dragged my flesh and perched on the terrace of gloom
Who welcomed me with sunken talons into my chest
and snatched my soul with great fury-
Upon me fell a torrent of tears from those whose tears I’d stolen,
Whose hearts I’d cleft in twain.
Who ruffled their sheets in discomfort beneath the waning moon

shower me in ***** and bury me in excrements
Throw me into the mouth of the roaring fire and feed to me my flaying skin
satiate my thirst with pus oozing from my flesh.
Perish me! Let the lord of the heavens spit upon my soul
And the caricatures in the depths of hell trample over me.
Let the devil embrace me and his legion of demons fornicate with my accursed soul-
For I had not been....Alas, I had never been whole .