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• Artiste: Gomorrah
• Titre: Perfection Dies
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[Inspired by Friedrich Schiller] Even beauty must die: That which subdues both gods and mortals Leaves the steely breast of the stygian Zeus untouched As I wake I hear these words in my mind Their meaning is one that I cannot find My head it pounds with a tempered thought Did my eyes betray that which I sought? What was his gift for I can't ignore The question posed now as before Once and once only did love soften the lords of the shadow Then, on the very threshold, he sternly revoked his gift What was his gift for I can't ignore The question posed now as before I can't begin to realise That I'm the one to which they empathise Aphrodite herself has no power To assuage the hurt of her lover His tender flesh ripped by the cruel boar Nor can the godlike hero be saved, deathless mother At the Scaean gate when, falling, he achieves his date She rises out of the sea With all the daughters of Nereus And the mourning begins for her glorious son All good things must come to pas, too soon Perfection dies Trusting vanity, fading Perfection dies Look back, the mirror shows, Narsus Perfection dies Grieving for what I lost, slowly Perfection dies See! Where the gods are weeping And the goddesses, all of them Weeping that beauty passes Perfection will always die Good, a lament in the mouths of loved ones What is common goes to Orcus unsung And the mourning begins for her glorious son... All good things must come to pas, too soon Perfection dies Trusting vanity, fading Perfection dies Look back, the mirror shows, Narsus Perfection dies Grieving for what I lost, slowly Perfection dies