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Foolish and weakest of the gods

Man betrayed and deprived of rage

Oh exiled who was condemned

When slapped always offers another face

You've died, among thieves

Making the weak appears to be strong

Your demise will be oblivion

Until the devil collect your soul

Failed king of earthly things

Addicted in human weaknesses

A god just worshiped by lepers

The scum of earth, as his own image

Descendit ad infernum

Reign of no more life

"Scepter of the banished

Torch of traitors

Confessor of crucified and of executioner

Only you know in which envious swamp

A jealous god hides his valuable jewels"

You who kept your bones unbroken

That a centurion did not make in wreckage

Eternal despair of those who suffer

To anoint them with spit and tears

[Inspired and rewritten in "Revolte" of Charles Baudelaire]