Эдгар Аллан По - Червь победитель
текст песни

Look! The lights shine in the darkness
(Oh, the night of recent years!).
In the theater, angels tremble,
Looking from darkness into the light,
Following the tears of pantomime
Hopes and eternal troubles.
Like a groan, the orchestra sounds invisible:
That - the music of the planets.

Actors Ponm, - like God, -
Mutters, says
Here, it flies with anxiety, -
The world is puppet, in a hurry.
Faceless someone runs them,
Changes the scenes.
And from praise wings, invisible,
The curse is flowing.

Absolute farce! - But impossible
Do not remember the mums of those
What are chasing behind the shadow, with false
Hope for success,
That, bearing a circle in vain,
Go back to laughter!
The horror reigns in it, it is powerful in it
Madness and sin.

But what kind of image, all the bloody,
Is it crawling between mims?
The joints stretch for the scene,
He moves forward
Farther, - further, - devouring
Playing, and here
Theater is sobbing, contemplating
The blood is a terrible mouth.

But he goes out, the light is stubborn!
Above a quivering crowd
Black falls down the curtain,
Like a fatal storm.
And angels, pale and straight
Shout, raincoat, throwing their own
That "man" is the name of the drama,
That the "worm" is her hero!