Kaisarion
Impera
2022
Duración: 5:02
N° de pista: 2
Veces tocada en vivo: 130
Autores
Letra por: Tobias Forge
Música por: Tobias Forge
Tema
Nombrada después del edificio donde la antigua filósofa Hypatia fue asesinada por cristianos por sus creencias paganas y racionalismo científico. La canción retrata la tragedia de personas estúpidas destruyendo lo que no entienden con una sonrisa frenética. Tobias reflexiona que este patrón ha sucedido muchas veces a lo largo de la historia y probablemente continuará—una meditación sobre la destrucción del conocimiento e ilustración por la ignorancia y el celo religioso.
Letra
Kaisarion, a prophecy told
We're building our new empire from the ashes of an old
Kaisarion, the fruit of the womb
Our brotherhood of good faith sealed an apostate witch's doom
It's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears
It's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years
It's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times
It's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes
(Hypatia)
Far away from the stench of the heavens
(Hypatia)
Long ago, yet too close to forever
(Hypatia)
When a paradise is lost, go straight to...
Kaisarion, a matter of love
When Mother Earth is calling for a father up above
Kaisarion, put up the smiles
And throw your holy rocks right at her for her satanic wiles
It's the truth of the candor shown through a prism of deceit
It's the continence of bishops with their choir boys en-suite
It's the tongue soiled in adulation that licks to no avail
It's the noise of the righteous dogma that hides the handmaid's tail
(Hypatia)
Far away from the stench of the heavens
(Hypatia)
Long ago, yet too close to forever
(Hypatia)
When a paradise is lost, go straight to...
It's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears
It's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years
It's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times
It's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes
It's the truth of the candor shown through a prism of deceit
It's the continence of bishops with their choir boys en-suite
It's the tongue soiled in adulation that licks to no avail
It's the noise of the righteous dogma that hides the handmaid's tail
(Hypatia)
Far away from the stench of the heavens
(Hypatia)
Long ago, yet too close to forever
(Hypatia)
When a paradise is lost, go straight to...
(Hypatia)
Far away from the stench of the heavens
(Hypatia)
Long ago, yet too close to forever
(Hypatia)
When a paradise is lost, go straight to...
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