Paradigms (исполнитель: Extol)
The worship of creation Seeming endless But it will end And every knee shall bow Thoughts of a coincidental existence And a futureless world corrodes into the Spinal chord of the narcissistic man paradigm shift for worse My ego is my god Given authority by the enlightenment Of science, The enlightenment of the age of freedom Freedom - the name in which we legalize all The name in which we tolerate all Credibility for [bad word] image for substance Weakness and failure - unbearable elements in life Subtly opposed through an endless flow of Constantly replaced trends, neither allowed To mature nor to fade The surroundings, mirror reflecting the signals Of admiration that makes my identity constant egocentricity providing a Purging of anything threatening popularity The peak of this shallowness Displayed by the so-called stars In their quest for self-actualisation This beautiful people experiencing The illusion of narcissistic prosperity, Uncritically and boundlessly admired, Simply for their own sake