Torturing the Pretentious - Near Death Condition

When you have crossed my way

With pride you have displayed your certitudes

Glorifying the human race

Pretending the truth was at your hands

This night your life will change

Your theories becoming your weakness

The darkest side of mankind growing in me

I will show you what we really are

After having bound you with barbed wire

I hit you to break all your bones

Have you imagined a being as cultured as you

Could suffer so much?

I can see through your eyes

As I blow up your organs without cutting your skin

Your sudden desire to die

But it would be too easy

I want to keep you alive until the last moment

Although it is involuntary

You now are my accomplice

I sprinkle you with acid and boiling water

Struggling you are skinning yourself

But you are disappointing me a little

Because you are no more telling me

What is right and what is wrong

And what I am supposed to be as a worthy human being

Cruel like Dinah and Moumine

I play the game of death with you

I cannot imagine that this vulgar pile of flesh

Once was pretending being intelligent