Paroles : A child in sweet duplicity. For innocence? or slavery to nature. And the bents that haunt him straight out of the womb? He doesn't have to learn the things unseemly that his instinct brings. To carry like a burden from the cradle to the tomb. You'll never have to teach him how to lie. If we are born in innocence, well, don't you wonder why? For selfishness already dwells inside. The birthright of adam, the curse of the old man. Day and night. Jekyll and hyde in the fairytale. This is much more frightening. Darkness and light. Feed the new man and tear the veil. See the old man dying. Behold the loving family man. Who tries to do the best he can. And loves his wife and children even more than his own life. But just like that, a wandering eye leads to a suffocating lie. And selfishness and deep betrayal cuts them like a knife. If mankind doesn't have a sinful drive. Then tell me why he'd wreck his life to get some on the side? The warring of two natures deep inside. Starving the new keeps the old man alive. Soulsickness nailed to a cross. Humankind in innocence, a lie so thinly veiled. Man born without soulsickness: this is the fairytale. Hide in the fairytale.
Theocracy - Hide in the Fairytale
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