Angel or demon (Ángel o demonio) (№ 149679)

My Demon near me, all, night, day,
Intangible, like air, is not available,
He swims around, he included in the chest with fire
He's thirsty, age-old and criminal.
He, knowing my passion for Art appears
I as a woman, incredibly beautiful,
And about finding, pouring roughly in the mouth
Me a potion vile, awful drink Evil.
And, luring me in - so that we have not seen God
Tired, exhausted, boring road
In a terrible solitude, in the wilderness of Satiety
Throws me in the eyes, through the fog, through the fog
Clothes dirty and blood and open wounds, -
The whole world is covered in madness and Destruction.