For fear of a bifacial contamination Janus's paradox in front of our unspoken works They forged again the hypocritical links of an imperfect symmetry With the prospect of a growing swarm of perplexity And thus I am the bastard child of this self-maddening chaos And this matrix reflection that pierced through our universal flesh Passing the blade edge of allegorical otherness Over the unfulfilled promises of a salutary emotion And thus I am the bastard child of this self-maddening chaos And this matrix reflection that pierced through our universal flesh And thus I am the bastard child of this self-maddening chaos And this matrix reflection that pierced through our universal flesh The unquenchable greed for a deadly utopia Has twisted the silky curtains of our existential potentialities From the egotist canopy to a desire yet to come We are the cynical heirs of a fundamental dividing principle