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letra de burn, paris! burn! - half empty glasshouse

have i studied beauty to exhaustion?
does the pursuit of knowledge strip it of its magic?
will i ever comprehend the layman’s ears again
now that i can speak this cryptic language?
love and joy are so effortless to arouse
because we’ve prescribed symmetry as their symbol
to conjure the grotesque, though a thankless enterprise
is the one true final challenge of thе master
and in this final challenge hе rejects his teaching
and scorns all shallow favor with the crowd
i would be appalled by your applause, by your approval
it would only serve to indicate my failure

i could’ve given you fools the show that you wanted to see
i could’ve made you weep like a widow standing over the casket
i could’ve given you the thrill of soldiers on the cusp of triumph
i could’ve made you certain that, certain that there is a god
but certainty is dull and only ever a symptom of a lacking curiosity
after all, you would only come to wonder more about your own salvation
perhaps i will return you to heaven for one sweet moment of the ecstasy you crave
but only just to show you, just to show you what it’s like for an angel, for an angel to fall

burn, paris! burn!
burn!
burn, paris! burn!
come on you b-st-rds, throw whatever you’ve got upon my stage
jeer and scoff and scream until your voice gives out
that is the latent beauty of this mayhem, of this dissonance
you can only magnify its power with every disruption
i want you to be furious
i want you to be scared
i want you to be shaken
disgusted and disturbed
nothing would please me more than to see you embody the spirit of my opus and spread its glorious havoc out into the city streets

burn, paris! burn!

- half empty glasshouse

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