I believe in a cruel God who created me in his image and who in fury I name.
From the very vileness of a germ or an atom, vile was I born.
I am a wretch because I am a man, and I feel within me the primeval slime.
Yes! This is my creed!
I believe with a heart as steadfast as that of the widow in church,
that the evil I think and that which I perform, I think and do by destiny’s decree.