As thieves will turn to vipers
And vipers will turn to thieves

Ninth, the lower plain. Who could ever guess? An angel in his past, a fallen one,
Right on the spot he crashed,
For aeons is lying down… ”
Threatening and cold
A poem for the underworld
Where shadows walk
Beyond redemption

Dante’s Inferno
Dante’s Inferno

Minos wraps his serpent
Tail around himself
To mark a sinner’s level
His prison cell. The famous poet Dante
Is passing through the gates
The only living being
In this accursed place. Threatening and cold
A poem for the underworld
Where shadows walk
Beyond redemption

Dante’s Inferno
Dante’s Inferno

The greedy pay the price,
Their wealth is cursed
The wrathful fight each other,
Covered with slimy mud
The flames are burning heretics,
And for the violent ones,
Red blood is boiling. “Per mi si va ne la citta dolente,
Per me si va ne l’etterno dolore,
Per me si va tra la perduta gente. It is a frozen lake!