Then I saw a young shepherd rolling on the ground
Suffocating while a black snake was tangling from its tongue
Never saw such a disgusting vision Pale was his young face
Distorted in pain Drunk with the wine of sickness
It crawled silently in his mouth while the man was sleeping
And it bite its tongue

Bite! Bite him back! Tear his head out!
So I was crying from my inner self
My hate my horror my disgust mercy
All good and evil flowing out me in one single voice

My hand strongly tearing the tail of the black snake
Pulling on and on with desperate strength
As I continued telling the shepherd to bite
Shaking as if he was frozen the boy started to resist
Then found the strength to bite as I suggested him
To bite the beast back!

He bit as he’s never done vomiting black blood and poison
The snake was still shaking. Shaking on his chin weaker every second
Till the life abandoned his body
The shepherd stood up proud with a smile I’ve never seen
Spit out the head of the beast far away from him.

No more shepherd no more man!
Surrounded by light he was laughing
Lo brothers! I heard a laughter that wasn’t human
I miss that voice I’m thirsty now. Thirsty to hear it again.

Brave men seekers,
I ask you now if you know who was that lonely man
Which are them in which the blackest thing will crawl in the mouth?

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