Ancestral Recall کے بول

Oh weakness! My Glory! In secret saved! My secret, my story is somehow saved! Here's my confession of my most profound secret It tells a truth known to everyone who truly knows me, truly knows me I'm not of this world, this decaying existence I'm not shackled to their cold, cruel and morbid logic It tells a truth known to everyone who truly knows me, truly knows me Oh weakness! My Glory! In secret saved! And somehow this secret, this wheel, keeps on passing down to us And somehow this secret, this wheel, keeps on passing down to us And somehow this secret, wheel, keeps on passing down to us And somehow this secret keeps on passing down to us Down to us Dionysus once knew me He found me on the bridge in Dresden, naked with Eris Stripped of adornment He found me again in Monte Verita draped in aesthetic illusions I must open with a confession of my most profound secret It tells a truth known to everyone who truly knows me