Obsessed by the Moon

Walking, even without a course,
Following only my shadow,
The sole companion,
The only person you can count on.

Oh, sad life!
Oh, cursed world without end,
Just moved by hatred and sadness,
Damn the creator of this infinite, unhappy cycle,
Who created us to suffer.

I will not serve him,
Cursed be the nonexistent.
We don’t need anything more than the human race,
We are gods of our own lives,
So I’ll walk this hellish world alone.