Hay Que Ser Absolutamente Moderno

The Poet Makes Himself A Seer Through A Long, Vast And Painstaking Derangement Of All The Senses

Hay Que Ser Absolutamente Moderno

You Will Always Be A Hyena.

And I Am Still Alive-what Though, My Damnation Is Eternal. A Man Who Deliberately Mutilates Himself Is Truly Damned, Is He Not? I Believe That I Am In Hell, Therefore I Am.

The Northern Lights Rise Like A Kiss To The Sea