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Faust's grave

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FAUST

Each day report me, and correctly note
How grows in length the undertaken moat.

MEPHISTOPHELES (half aloud)

When they to me the information gave,
They spake not of a moat, but of - a grave.

...

FAUST

Then dared I hail the Moment fleeing:
"Ah, still delay - thou art so fair!"
The traces cannot, of mine earthly being,
In aeons perish, - they are there! -
In proud fore-feeling of such lofty bliss,
I now enjoy the highest Moment, - this!

[Faust sinks back: the lemures (spirit of the dead) take him and lay him upon the ground.]

MEPHISTOPHELES

No joy could sate him, and suffice no bliss!
To catch but shifting shapes was his endeavor:
The latest, poorest, emptiest Moment - this, -
He wished to hold it fast forever.

Me he resisted in such vigorous wise,
But Time is lord, on earth the old man lies.
The clock stands still—

CHORUS

Stands still! silent as midnight, now!
The index falls.

MEPHISTOPHELES

It falls; and it is finished, here!

CHORUS

’Tis past!

MEPHISTOPHELES

Past! a stupid word.
If past, then why?
Past and pure Naught, complete monotony!
What good for us, this endlessly creating?—
What is created then annihilating?
“And now it’s past!” Why read a page so twisted?
’Tis just the same as if it ne’er existed,
Yet goes in circles round as if it had, however:
I’d rather choose, (instead,) the Void forever.

CHORUS OF ANGELS

Hallowed glories!
Round whom they brood,
Wakes unto being
Of bliss with the Good.

Join ye, the Glorified,
Rise to your goal!
Airs are all purified, -
Breathe now the soul!

CHORUS MYSTICUS

All things transitory
But as symbols are sent:
Earth’s insufficiency
Here grows to Event:

The Indescribable,
Here it is done:
The Woman Soul leadeth us
Upward and on!

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from Faust's grave, released September 9, 2022
lyrics - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Faust (translated by Bayard Taylor)
music - Zsolt Sipeki

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