:47:03
Howcananyoneenduresuch paIn?
:47:10
Thecellar Issmall.
:47:13
Verysmall.
:47:17
The MarseIllaIsepasses
abovemy head.
:47:21
It'sdeafénIng!
:47:29
Hands becomeuseless Inacellar.
:47:34
Theyclaw
andscrapeaway at therocks
:47:39
untiltheybleed.
:47:44
It'sallyoucanthinkof
tohelpyourself,
:47:48
andtoremember.
:47:53
I lovedbloodsinceI hadtastedyours.
:48:13
Theworld passes by abovemy head,
:48:17
In placeof thesky, of course.
:48:22
I watchthat world pass by.
:48:25
Hurriedly duringtheweek,
:48:29
leisurelyonSundays.
:48:33
Itdoesn'tknowI'minthecellar..
:48:37
They pretend I'm dead.
:48:40
Dead, farfrom Nevers.
:48:47
Myfatherprefersit that way,
sinceIwasdisgraced.
:48:51
Myfatherprefers...
:48:55
Doyouscream?
:48:58
Notinthebeginning.