Let us hold in contempt, This apparitional "All-Father."
Let insight divulge, The shape from which He creates, These burlesque beings, Truly are an image of such, A contentious Creator.
These apparitions, Wreathed in failure.
Still now, unconscious, They are doomed, Doomed to be forgotten. Still now, unconscious, They are doomed, Doomed to be dead.
Let us gaze upon this broken temple of flesh!
For these burlesque beings, Truly are an image of such, A contentious Creator.
They are human- all too human, They embody the true shape of failure.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.