The Ocean The Grand Inquisitor Raritan

'The Grand Inquisitor I: Karamazov Baseness' as written by and Robin Staps....

Even if I did not believe in life,
If I lost my faith in the order of things,
Were convince, 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.

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It is not for us to resolve things
That are not of this world.
A world with God would be
Even more disturbing than a universe without Him.
For if He tolerates atrocities,
If he condones such cruelty,
Who would want to worship such a maker anyway?
They locked her up for thirty days
In a dark room under the roof.
They broke her will with the cane --
She'll remember everything.
You are trying to save me,
But perhaps, I am not lost.
It is not your love that I do not accept;
It's this world of God's, created by God, that I cannot agree to accept.
I've dragged myself onto the ocean,
And stared all night into the sky.
The only lives I saw were far below me:
Black waters, full of life.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too have been in the wilderness.
I too was striving
To stand among the elect,
Among the strong and powerful.
You are trying to save me,
But perhaps, I am not lost.
It is not your love that I do not accept;
It's this world of God's, created by God, that I cannot agree to accept.
I've dragged myself onto the ocean,
And stared all night into the sky.
The only lives I saw were far below me:
Black waters, full of life.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too prized the freedom with which Thou hast blessed us;
But I woke up.
And would not serve madness.
And would not serve madness.
And would not...
The kiss glows deep in his heart.
But, the old man adheres to his idea. (x6)
It is not for us to resolve things
That are not of this world.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too lived on roots and locusts.
I too...