The Involentery Recognition Lyrics

How blind is the one who sees?
How dull the one who claims to knows?
For there is no greater illusion
from the concept of self-knowledge
How fallen is the one who flies?
How weak the strongest one?
For there is no returning beyond the point of
the involuntary recognition
The fear of the will-lessness
The searing anchor
How small is the greatest one?
How profoundly meaningless the most important?
For the words hide simply nothing behind them
Or do they?
How hollow is the happiest one?
How ugly the most beautiful?
For the child needs a mother
and so does the virus its host

Surrender, Fall
Entwine, Embrace

How the rise of coldest depths
brings nothing more than its painful self
For in order to bring about the light
one must know how to free the spark


Is the greatest mystery of all
hidden not within the blinding of a thought
but in the trembling sound
of the moving wings of a fly?
The fear of the will-lessness
The involuntary Recoginiton
May the anchors enter
sealing all the doors
keeping them shut
until the very rising of a dawn

The assumption of what lies behind the motion of the world?
What lies behind the motion of the world?
What lies behind the motion?
What lies behind?
What lies?
What?

Is the shoreline of all decisions
just a round-trip's starting point
and with the ticket of the utter hope
he streaches his weak arms towards the unknown
At the screen of the future
projected from the memorised past
he creates the greatest illusion
the feeling of continious existence