Citadel reverberates to a thousand voices, now dumb,

What have we become? What have we chosen to be?

Now, all history is reduced to the syllables of our name,

Nothing can ever be the same now the Immortals are here.

At the time, it seemed a reasonable course

To harness all the force of life without the threat of death,

But soon we found

That boredom and inertia are not negative,

But all the law we know

And dead are Will and words like survival.

Arrival at immunity from all age, all fear and all end,

Why do I pretend? Our essence is distilled

And all familiar taste is now drained

And though purity is maintained it leaves us sterile,

Living through the millions of years,

A laugh as close as any tear,

Living, if you claim that all that entails is

Breathing,…

Geweldig wat Bert v/d Kamp gedaan heeft in zijn tijd.

Rust nu!

In mijn studententijd enthousiast geworden over Van Der Graaf Generator.

Ton Mestrom

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