A formerly stout pillar
in the midst of ruins -
once strong,
now cut down by weakness -
like an oak without roots.
like an oak without roots.
And Nihil arose from emptiness -
the devil’s most beautiful temptation.
The only escape in a world
defined by absurdity?
Or at least...
The highest form
of self-fulfillment
among pale ashes?
Oh sweet decadence.
sweet decadence.
Let us open Pandora’s box,
again and again.
Let us open Pandora’s box,
again and again.
Let us open Pandora’s box,
again and again.
Again
and again.
And again.