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There they are!

Those who rose themselves to the ally,

which are keeping the monopoly on wisdom

Within their circle this life is clear and plain is the ideal.

What's not in our mind it will be secret, remain secret.

'Cause beyond reason it's wafflers home.

Rationale will win,

it brought a world full of order and progress

Progress will prevail,

it brought us bale and pain,

Our release from feeling became

chosen to rule our thoughts.

Look at me, what was it for?

A mantel for my-self?

With all its weakness and the fear of emotions waywardness.

A Refuge from doubtfulness,

as a quid pro quo- merciless certainty

and the death of the new.

Promises,

degenerated to the calculus of the misanthrope

'Cause freedom and human welfare have never been part of the plan.