
If I let myself be swallowed
by the enchanting call of Music,
like a helpless sailor
called by mermaids,
irresistible,
I know that I will meet death.
An endless spiral of perdition
that leads nowhere,
but my own demise.
A tempting offer.
Fire.
My element.
My world.
That’s where I thrive,
where I become my best,
and also where I perish.
What shall I do?
Shall I answer the call,
just once more?
Just… once more.
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