Paroles de Long - Desired Dementia

Absorbing, feeling and desiring You fade away spewing their words up Rise to fall, lie to last Look! Nothing is opening its arms... Tangle of urges overflows Staining every gesture and moment Raise your head and grasp that jest Anti-god lurks in non-existence Mute words of those who know Distort the mouths of deranged fools into a sneer No war will be! No revolution! The punishment is equal Perfectly cold - no bond with this comedy Another urges from outside change nothing Hideous, complete in itself tangle of desires And millions of hands stretched out Towards the swallowing void No cry-long desired dementia