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.
[00:24.75]A formerly stout pillar [00:27.98]in the midst of ruins - [00:31.48]once strong, [00:34.36]now cut down by weakness - [00:38.99]like an oak without roots. [00:43.83]like an oak without roots. [01:14.51]And Nihil arose from emptiness - [01:19.55]the devil’s most beautiful temptation. [01:24.47]The only escape in a world [01:26.88]defined by absurdity? [01:30.36]Or at least... [01:34.35]The highest form [01:36.35]of self-fulfillment [01:38.83]among pale ashes? [01:44.14]Oh sweet decadence. [01:50.55]sweet decadence. [02:14.62]Let us open Pandora’s box, [02:19.91]again and again. [02:24.09]Let us open Pandora’s box, [02:29.42]again and again. [02:33.62]Let us open Pandora’s box, [02:39.10]again and again. [02:43.18]Again [02:47.37]and again. [02:51.94]And again.
