Loudblast Sublime Dementia
A still and peaceful bliss, a glorious resignation Any contradiction fades away Any philosophical problem becomes clear, or so it seems For a long time you haven't been in control But you're not afflicted by it anymore Mind absorbed in meditation of an ideal virtue, an ideal charity And ideal genius You naively abandon yourself To your triumphant spiritual orgy When will we seek happiness? Hoarse and deep sighs leave your chest as though your former Body couldn't stand The desires and the quickness of your new soul A miasma mischievously clouds your brain soon you will laugh At your madness But you can not dismiss it, for your will Has no more strength And can not rule your faculties anymore When will we seek happiness? Appaling marriage of a man to himself Because proportions of time and being are completely upset By multitude and intensity of feelings and ideas Appalling marriage of a man to himself Sublime dementia A human's fanatic lust for any substance Which exalts his personality Proves his magnitude He always aims at exciting his expectations And at rising to the infinite Appalling marriage of a man to himself Because proportions of time and being are completely upset By multitude and intensity of feelings and ideas Appalling marriage of a man to himself Sublime dementia
