The real world — unattainable? Unattained, at any rate. And if unattained also unknown. Consequently also no consolation, no redemption, no duty: how could we have a duty towards something unknown?
lyrics
Gray of dawn, first yarning of reason
Unattained, unknown
No redemption, no calling
Life is at an end where the kingdom of god begin
No comfort, it cannot save
The saint in whom god takes pleasure
Is the ideal castrate
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