Songs - Of Maldoror

Let the dogs bark at the moon until their tongues hang like limp rags of red velvet; let them tear each other into "thousands of pieces" in a frenzy of infinite thirst. I shall join them. I shall take the beak of a giant vulture and stitch it to my face so that I may better appreciate the stench of the "lumpy blennorrhagic pus" that constitutes the soul of the Creator.

The book, originally published in 1868, is famous for its "black humor," blasphemy, and the iconic imagery of Maldoror's rebellion against God and humanity. The Hymn of the Carrion-Sky Songs of Maldoror

I have seen the female shark in the wake of the shipwreck, her fins cutting the water like a guillotine through silk, and I have found in her the only embrace that does not taste of betrayal. We shall couple beneath the foam, a union of scales and scars, while the stars above—those "hypocritical eyes" of the firmament—watch in frozen horror. Let the dogs bark at the moon until