Quoting Hermann Hesse:
“Then, when I had given up and gone back to the alley, a few colored letters were dropped here and there, reflected on the asphalt in front of me. I read: for a madmen only“

And I’m begging you again
To extend what we began
Till you prime and I stand by
In my hate crime I’ll be an eye
So if you take me by the hand
We will flit to the new continent
In the end if you stop to perform
I will stay alone while getting you home

You are in the path which has only four ways
In the first is believer, saying “come to me and pray to God”
In the second one is scientist, contending “there is no God, I have argues”, hahahaha
The third is I – the Artist, “let’s go together, I’ll create a God for you, awaken the wolf”
But there is your likely fourth door – come back to democracy, humanity

Till your mind is laded and your choice is unknown
You still have a chance to stay in, choosing none

And I’m begging you again
To extend what we began
Till you prime and I stand by
In my hate crime I’ll be an eye
So if you take me by the hand
We will flit to the new continent
In the end if you stop to perform
I’ll stay alone while getting you home
At that time when you were a child
I was accepting you as wild
In the end if you stop to perform
I’ll stay alone while getting you home

There was a magic theatre behind my door
There was Adalbert Stifter without razor
Through the haze and mist is opening
Mystically queit, hylephobic and shrewd
Do not pull her apart. We are all aspired to source
And a choice of her will match with the choice of yours