Nothing that stands firm on itself.
Nothing that needs to make sense to anyone.
When you come looking for me
In search of wisdom,
I will be decrepit,
br/>In my castle in ruins,
Where there is no more place
For the delusions of truth.
Through my eyes you will notice
That I am so the far.
Close to the portals of madness!

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN