Chapter 31 midnight reflections

The bell broke the silence of midnight, mockingly prompt We ask ourselves: the days that pass What exactly did it bring us? —This unlucky day is so worrying: It's the thirteenth again, it's Friday again, Although we remember clearly, But still passed it off like a heretic. We have blasphemed Jesus, blasphemed The most indisputable gods! like some misshapen croyce diners at the table, To please the savage, In order to show off the demons' vain servants flattery, we insult Those we love flatter those we hate; We grieve the weak, despised without cause, We have become servile executioners;

to the utter folly, to the bull a tribute to the stupidity of the head; We kiss dumb fools And express infinite worship, we are corrupt The shimmering blessing that emanates. Finally, in order to put the vertigo Drowned in frenzy, we've come so far As if proud of poetic talent, increasingly the excitement of falling things honored priest Drink before you're thirsty, eat before you're hungry! ... —Blow out the lamp, and do not hesitate, Let's hide in the dark depths!