Pickman, I always knew
That you couldn´t imagine by yourself
So much horror.
Pickman, you reproduced what you saw
When you discovered the passage
Under your house.
And when you handle the brush
The canvas was impregnated, with the sign of iniquity
Why you painted
legating to our eyes,
The image of another humanity?
We will be supplanted by them
Mammals, as us.
Huge murideous and rational
Predator by nature.
Pickman, you must block the passage
(subterranean)
To their world.
Check our destruction
I hope your atelier don´t be stained
By the blood.