[ Stairway To Mine Soul, Pt.9 - O Divine Lineage In Mortal Guise ]
Such stuff as dreams are made on
Such beauty in nature hath dwelt
Mine revenge... Mine timeless being...
Where Nothingness accomplished by mine Wilt
O Divine Lineage In Mortal Guise!
How can I tell mine hatred to thee
The conflict ov mine existence
And what hast taken over me
For this is mine words
And the shape ov mine unheard voice to see
O Divine Lineage In Mortal Guise!
Thou shalt attain the works ov Liberal Disguised
As water ov dreams cleanse thine soul
For the realm ov Utopia I hath sat mine goal
And eternally shalt walk the howling wolves
To the dusty road ov Wilt in the final dusk ov all
For I hath been walking this earth, for centuries today
And now, mine being is all what I see
After I sat the night;
Many before the violence raged through me
Wondering the tenderness of Good;
And ecstasies within me that emerged
Through the lunatic void ov Plutonium Reveries
De Memento Mori... Carpe Inno Humani...
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