The Grand Inquisitor I: Karamazov Baseness – The Ocean
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Even if I did not believe in life If I lost my faith in the order of things Were convinced, in fact, that everything is a disorderly, damnable, and devil-ridden chaos
If I were struck by every horror of man’s disillusionment, still I would want to live And, having once tasted the cup I would not turn away from it until I had drained it
You are trying to save me You are trying to save me But perhaps I am not lost
If I were struck by every horror of man’s disillusionment, still I would want to live And, having once tasted the cup I would not turn away from it
Is an unworthy, uncaring father still entitled to the love and respect of his sons?
You are trying to save me… but perhaps I am not lost You are trying to save me… but perhaps I am not lost
Is an unworthy, uncaring father still entitled to the love and respect of his sons?
You are trying to save me… but perhaps I am not lost You are trying to save me… but perhaps I am not lost