Être et Néant

an albatross around your neck an existence beautifully [furiously] held upon your brow the insatiable void gnaws relentlessly all bridges burned your blood runs cold illusions fade you must contend [with] being and nothingness an indelible blight: a sin you cannot erase suicide — a grand stance a drop of nothing, in a sea of nothingness why must you cast the pearls before swine? why must you let the beasts devour your flesh? imbibe the wine till the last bitter drop spit [it] on god and the heavens above! enthrone your soul in the maw of the void and reign as lord in your personal hell!