The point of absolute prostration A man stripped down to the very fear And none of you shall reach out to him
Drowned in disease, crowned with your fears Paralyzing self-righteousness, all your loves gone in tears So close yet so far, so distant yet so near The aesthetics gives you joy, sweetest of all decay
You're barely human, more like a creature You may defend what's left, you many pretend to live Horrifying death you'll be facing
I've done everything you wanted, like the ancient tragedy You're not what you were meant to be means and ends are seen
"Learning means finding out what you may already know..."
But before the curtains close, to awaken all the hopes again Deus ex machina is descending from the top
The audience holds the breath Faintly rising from their seats Eyes wide open Here come their happy end
But wait... there's a halter on his neck Ghastly pale going down with the ropes Averting human's fall is the hangman's dreamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.