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• Artiste: Mirrorthrone
• Titre: The Notion of Perfect
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The quest is on ! The Truth is awaiting somewhere Laughing at my poor self Whose frozen heart tries to breathe Through a blinding curtain of snow Falling from a dead and boring sky Darkened by the heavy clouds of Decadence... Forgetting the carnal side But preparing the spiritual rise of my soul Through unknown and unlighted ways Let Wisdom be my guide Let Wisdom be my guide But I have to be aware of the dangers Of the wrath of Mother Nature For she doesn't like what is perfect And destroys all that comes closer to that state But I have to be aware of the dangers Of the wrath of Mother Nature For her sons like herself Are to be shattered if they reach such a state So I have to deceive The almighty Mother For the state beyond God Is the one for which I reach out I have to grow silently So as not to catch her eye For the age of the humans' Rebirth Has not come yet But iron is not my kingdom I need to escape it Against all Laws Enforced by the tyrannical Mother Let Wisdom be my guide The Truth is awaiting somewhere...