Hymn Of Failure

Here again, we kneel
Before the shrine of repetition
A silent prayer to the joys and pains
Of our idiocy

Ministries of a fragile symmetry
Between lunacy and solipsism
We have carefully prepared our final verdict
We've floundered again

And our mistakes were not for the better
So much that we begin to suspect
That nothing is
Forlorn multitudes
Consume the meanings
And wonder till the day our fathers
Will be buried underneath our feet

Here again, we kneel
Before the shrine of repetition
A silent prayer to the joys and pains
Of our idiocy

Yet we persist
Having renounced redemption
Walking barefoot on the broken glass
Of our long gone wishes
Washing off the weight of our childish fears

And our mistakes were not for the better
So much that we begin to suspect
That nothing is

In error we find the splendour
Of an ever-renewed beginning

Hymn of failure
May it guide you through doubt Irretrievable
Wear your wounds as a crown