Текст песни Эдгар Аллан По - Червь победитель

Look! the lights in the darkness shine
         (Oh, the night of recent years!).
In the theater, the angels tremble
         Looking out of the darkness at the light
Watching pantomime in tears
         Hope and eternal misfortune.
Like a groan, an invisible orchestra sounds:
         That is the music of the planets.

Actors host, - likeness of God, -
         Mutters, says
There, flies here with alarm, -
         The world is puppet, in a hurry.
The faceless one rules them,
         Changes the scene
And from the condor wings, invisible,
         The curse is flowing.

Absurd farce! - but impossible
         Do not remember the memes of those
What chasing the Shadow, with false
         Hope for success
That, circling a circle in vain
         Go back, with a laugh!
Horror reigns in him, domineering in him
         Madness and Sin.

But what an image, all bloody,
         Is it creeping between memes?
The joints stretch behind the scene
         He moves forward
Farther, farther, devouring
         Playing, and here
The theater weeps, contemplating
         There is a terrible mouth in blood.

But the lights go out, the lights go out!
         Above the quivering crowd
Down the curtain falls black,
         Like a fatal storm.
And the angels are pale and straight
         They shout, throwing off their cloak,
That "Man" is the name of a drama,
         That "Worm" is her hero!