IXXI
IXXI - Praise On The Iron Mountain lyrics
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Self-consciousness was born, in the mammal kingdom. All illusions of those who mourn, brought asunder, made forlorn. They created surplus power and rested in degeneration. Lofty doctrines faded out, stagnating mediocre generations. Though I challenged this! I attacked it like a pest! My virtues heights I reach for. Existential warlust without rest. As my spirit strode the peak of the Iron Mountain a brutal those old Northern (K)nightly fountains and all these primate values were torn. As I ventured down from these ranges, carrying no tablets, points, or goals, feasted with all idolaters. Laughed at their decadent ends unfold. Once bored I returned once more to my old shore, where my equal minorities still soared and mingled. I shaded with them the news I had in store, in superior splendour they thus lingered.