Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commercescrawled in Etruscan languageDependents on not yet synthesized drugsPeople of the black market of the third world warPracticing absurd telepathic sensitivitiesObstetricians of the spiritInvestigators of dissipations denounced by blandparanoiac chess playersServants of unlikely fragmentary guaranteestranscribed in Jewish stenographyImbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilationsSurly police officers of not prostituted landsJunk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmaresand of yearnings dried on cells saturatedand affected with unknown pathologiesBartered with the rough material of the willDrinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams.I shell never forget the unspeakable horrorthat froze the lymph in my glands,when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain.