Oh weakness! My Glory! In secret saved! My secret, my story, is somehow saved! Here's my confession of my most profound secret. It tells a truth known to everyone who truly knows me: I'm not of this world, this decaying existence; I'm not shackled to their cold cruel and morbid logic. Somehow this secret, this wheel, keeps on passing down to us. Dionysus once knew me. He found me on the bridge in Dresden, naked with Eris, stripped of adornment. He found me again in Monte Verita draped in aesthetic illusions.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.