Ars Macabra

A Recollection Of The World Once Called Earth
A new endless day opens before me. Once again I'm here to brood over What it was that made me change my mind. And soon it strikes me, sweet sourness of a bitter thought. For whom, for what ...I made it all? For whom, for what....I chose to change...the rules For once. Freedom should have been and freedom was Full accessibility and a right to dispose. A part of my sovereignty I entrusted To the tiny striving creature That I made to a new emperor Emperor of toil King of sufferings Monarch of guinea-pigs. A test I carried out with you But something didn't work. I strive to remember A breaking dawn...broken down. In my blurred mind Images alternate with sounds. My eyes closing, I wonder What once was and now is missing. What I wish stays...and I wish restlessly Created -consumed-replaced Letras de cancionesI do and undo. Trying to remember (but it's too boring, too trivial) If I had a goal (and that alone still bothers me). A huge yawn swallowed the trick of a bastard maker. I can be accused of one thing alone: of playing eternally. Since eternal I am and eternal is what I make If I want. A tricky demiurge That's what I am A flawed race That's what it was. "Mankind" and "Earth" were the names I made up. Time for another game to play Time for another game to play! From Letras Mania