"You see, I have no excuses. Neither the shadow of love, bitterness or despair. I have no alibi. Logic, Caligula! It necessary to follow the logic. Power to end. Loneliness through. No back to return. Necessary to go until it's end in itself."
[Act One] The man is alone In irrational, illogical world He raves, and pretty soon - from him will be only cold
True freedom begins on the other side of despair In a world without God, without truth, without feelings All impersonal universe is only gray lair On the way from void before birth to void after death
[Act Two] The man is mortal And all that he has achieved erased Every memory, every scream Scatter in the dust, to the last
Live - means to suffer, to survive Need find some meaning in suffering In the huge glass city, in hive Need to know for what you wake up in the morning Find your favorite lie
[Act Three] Each of us - the cursed Sisyphus Decades collecting useless rubbish At the last moment the pile falls from Mount Sisyphus drags up stone again
Sisyphus drags up stone on Montes InsaniaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
