[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tom Geldschläger/Morean
[00:45.170]“Theology I can bring myself
[00:47.450]to study no more.
[00:50.938]I long to take nature to my heart,
[00:55.489]that nature before whose depth
[00:58.224]the faint-hearted theologian shrinks back; and with nature man, man in his entire quality.” (- Ludwig Feuerbach)
[01:07.491]
[01:15.623]the thing itself is all there is
[01:21.128]beholding itself in sentient glee
[01:28.015]in its vast and baffling windings
[01:34.194]containing all infinity
[01:37.135]
[01:55.125]nihilissimus
[02:01.613]
[02:11.916]manifold nothing
[02:14.349]the purging
[02:15.664]of the damned
[02:16.986]even the leptons
[02:17.234]have been conquered
[02:18.788]conquered by decay
[02:20.775]yet here I am
[02:22.839]
[02:24.449]I sink
[02:26.705]therefore I am
[02:29.050]for a given value of “I”
[02:32.019]and a given value of “am”
[02:34.919]
[02:47.521]a boundless light expands, creating
[02:52.663]a flame, to burn the castles in the sky
[02:59.394]go chase your clouds,
[03:01.387]only shrouds are waiting
[03:04.656]I stay below to watch things grow,
[03:09.108]as do I
[03:10.595]
[03:11.356]nothing is “for” anything else
[03:13.671]nothing is anything else
[03:16.951]actually
[03:19.117]nothing is
[03:22.315]
[03:23.851]“to be” is a lie
[03:26.244]a blasphemy
[03:28.225]against the very heart of existence
[03:31.010]and the engine of entropy
[03:33.599]
[03:34.250]implying stasis
[03:37.094]- immutability -
[03:39.532]should be believable
[03:41.917]or even conceivable
[03:43.999]
[04:18.669]in the beginning
[04:19.683]there was heat exchange
[04:21.772]and that’s all there will ever be
[04:24.199]until heat dies
[04:26.534]at the end of all things
[04:28.768]
[04:30.379]from tiny discrepancies
[04:33.214]in homogeneity
[04:36.126]sprang - unbelievably -
[04:39.140]absolutely everything there is to see
[04:42.880]
[04:54.715]a boundless light expands, creating
[04:59.826]a flame to burn the castles in the sky
[05:05.555]
[05:07.506]what more gargantuan mystery
[05:11.014]can you demand
[05:14.282]seriously
[05:17.420]than the sheer existence of existence
[05:24.004]gracing every level of infinity
[05:29.376]what could possibly transcend
[05:32.371]this world too big to comprehend
[05:35.814]what else is the universe
[05:38.852]than self-contained divinity
[05:41.959]
[05:44.264]the thing itself is all there is
[05:47.394]beholding itself in sentient glee
[05:50.354]in its vast and baffling windings
[05:54.047]containing all infinity
[05:56.763]
[05:58.384]what god do you think to find
[06:01.091]beyond a cosmos with no outside
[06:04.256]why is “everything” not enough for you
[06:07.682]why concoct more poison
[06:09.499]for the already blind
[06:12.280]
[06:26.032]- solo - Fountainhead
[06:50.570]
[06:54.639]don’t worship me
[06:56.996]unless you worship everything
[07:17.198]don’t reject me
[07:19.515]unless you reject everything
[07:30.938]don’t worship god
[07:33.858]we burn that bridge when we get to it
[07:38.264]and least of all
[07:41.150]worship yourself
[07:44.424]
[07:51.963]alone I stand
[07:54.765]on a mountain of dead selves
[07:58.362]everything to gain
[08:01.022]everywhere to go
[08:04.256]
[08:05.482]barely worthy
[08:07.080]of this dirt that holds me up
[08:11.070]this most exalted Below
[08:16.015]
[08:16.982]phenomenal complexity
[08:19.738]wherever you look - literally
[08:22.701]crushing sublime buds of truth underfoot in myriads, with every bumbling step
[08:29.428]
[08:40.744]spare me these laughable fantasies
[08:43.727]inane projections of wannabes
[08:47.322]that exceed the infamy
[08:52.761]of denying the true size of reality
[08:58.122]presumptuous claims of ownership
[09:01.644]of randomly made-up divinity
[09:05.421]
[09:33.384]you still dare to stand there
[09:34.939]like a boil oozing atter
[09:36.672]in between me
[09:37.632]and the cosmos that bore me
[09:39.407]
[09:39.708]spraying your vacuous lies-over-matter
[09:41.415]over all I hold dear
[09:43.940]please, just ignore me
[09:48.041]as you force me to forever ignore you
[09:53.685]
[09:54.508]I and this Great Beast which you so despise are one adore me abhor me doesn’t matter just please move a little out of my sun
[10:06.652]
[10:18.918]all we could possibly need
[10:24.326]has always already been there
[10:28.486]
[10:37.407]it’s so mind-bogglingly simple
[10:43.021]that it’s obviously beyond us
[10:49.058]
[11:00.874]don’t need your judgement,
[11:02.613]not your blessing
[11:05.875]your heaven’s so small and full of despair salvation beckons, bland and depressing a charade of vain and hollow lies, your prayers
[11:27.137]
[11:36.332]anathema
[11:39.182]awakening
[11:43.246]it’s the twilight of the charlatans
[11:49.084]its demented feckless courtesans
[11:54.505]still screaming as they walk off the cliff anathema awakening it’s the twilight of the charlatans
[12:12.866]
[12:32.563]this I know
[12:35.161]in the afterglow
[12:37.937]of a cremated paradigm
[12:41.828]
[12:42.267]when cleansed of godly grime
[12:44.474]what’s left isn’t much
[12:47.256]but more than enough
[12:50.093]to the clairvoyant mind
[12:52.409]
[12:54.199]to merge
[12:56.425]free and sublime
[12:59.556]with the erratic beautiful pulse
[13:02.799]that’s creating all space and time
[13:06.996]
[13:09.766]- solo - Fountainhead
[14:24.800]
[14:25.042]those phantom “they”
[14:26.446]you always forced to bear
[14:30.039]the blame of the world, I’ll be them forever while rabid prophets froth and revel in lies, the ties through soul and flesh shall sever
[14:47.969]
[14:48.798]where fake messiahs spawn the devil
[14:54.008]I shall rise
[14:56.064]for I am he forever
[15:01.835]
[15:05.716]forever

作曲 : Tom Geldschläger/Morean
“Theology I can bring myself
to study no more.
I long to take nature to my heart,
that nature before whose depth
the faint-hearted theologian shrinks back; and with nature man, man in his entire quality.” (- Ludwig Feuerbach)
the thing itself is all there is
beholding itself in sentient glee
in its vast and baffling windings
containing all infinity
nihilissimus
manifold nothing
the purging
of the damned
even the leptons
have been conquered
conquered by decay
yet here I am
I sink
therefore I am
for a given value of “I”
and a given value of “am”
a boundless light expands, creating
a flame, to burn the castles in the sky
go chase your clouds,
only shrouds are waiting
I stay below to watch things grow,
as do I
nothing is “for” anything else
nothing is anything else
actually
nothing is
“to be” is a lie
a blasphemy
against the very heart of existence
and the engine of entropy
implying stasis
- immutability -
should be believable
or even conceivable
in the beginning
there was heat exchange
and that’s all there will ever be
until heat dies
at the end of all things
from tiny discrepancies
in homogeneity
sprang - unbelievably -
absolutely everything there is to see
a boundless light expands, creating
a flame to burn the castles in the sky
what more gargantuan mystery
can you demand
seriously
than the sheer existence of existence
gracing every level of infinity
what could possibly transcend
this world too big to comprehend
what else is the universe
than self-contained divinity
the thing itself is all there is
beholding itself in sentient glee
in its vast and baffling windings
containing all infinity
what god do you think to find
beyond a cosmos with no outside
why is “everything” not enough for you
why concoct more poison
for the already blind
- solo - Fountainhead
don’t worship me
unless you worship everything
don’t reject me
unless you reject everything
don’t worship god
we burn that bridge when we get to it
and least of all
worship yourself
alone I stand
on a mountain of dead selves
everything to gain
everywhere to go
barely worthy
of this dirt that holds me up
this most exalted Below
phenomenal complexity
wherever you look - literally
crushing sublime buds of truth underfoot in myriads, with every bumbling step
spare me these laughable fantasies
inane projections of wannabes
that exceed the infamy
of denying the true size of reality
presumptuous claims of ownership
of randomly made-up divinity
you still dare to stand there
like a boil oozing atter
in between me
and the cosmos that bore me
spraying your vacuous lies-over-matter
over all I hold dear
please, just ignore me
as you force me to forever ignore you
I and this Great Beast which you so despise are one adore me abhor me doesn’t matter just please move a little out of my sun
all we could possibly need
has always already been there
it’s so mind-bogglingly simple
that it’s obviously beyond us
don’t need your judgement,
not your blessing
your heaven’s so small and full of despair salvation beckons, bland and depressing a charade of vain and hollow lies, your prayers
anathema
awakening
it’s the twilight of the charlatans
its demented feckless courtesans
still screaming as they walk off the cliff anathema awakening it’s the twilight of the charlatans
this I know
in the afterglow
of a cremated paradigm
when cleansed of godly grime
what’s left isn’t much
but more than enough
to the clairvoyant mind
to merge
free and sublime
with the erratic beautiful pulse
that’s creating all space and time
- solo - Fountainhead
those phantom “they”
you always forced to bear
the blame of the world, I’ll be them forever while rabid prophets froth and revel in lies, the ties through soul and flesh shall sever
where fake messiahs spawn the devil
I shall rise
for I am he forever
forever