"Zarathustra"
--The Painted Grin
**These are early ideas for the lyrics of what is planned to be an epic song entitled "Zarathustra"**
Am I leading to the overman?
Are my eyes to the skies and
Is my friend resting on a limb
What's to come or what has been?
No more values can I draw from Him
Only darkness in my shame of sin
Two sides split as we all march on
Drooling nightfall or a stronger dawn.
Winds howling as the figs fall home
Whirling wildly as they wash the ground
Bursting skins and broken jaws
As my eyes turn from God.
Beat down men as they bash their beasts
Break their legs, knock out their teeth
Set fire to shelter, and the picket fence
Losing all reason after years so tense
And nothing comes on silver wings
With a wipeout smile of broken dreams
Legs of filth and hatred move the future on
Set to signature symphonies of the simple ones
No eternal soul made to linger past
As we all fall down for peaceful rest
Can your life be fulfilled with nothing new
Or does the future hide in you?
**more to come**
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