Under the intense scrutiny of Ligeia's eyes
I have felt the full knowledge
And force of their expression
And yet been unable to possess it
And felt it leave me
As so many other things have left
The letter half-read
The bottle half-drunk
Finding, finding in the commonest objects of the universe
A circle of analogies of metaphors
For that expression which has been willfully
Withheld from me
The access to the inner soul denied
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
In consideration
In consideration of the faculties and impulses
Of the human soul
Of the human soul
In consideration
Of our arrogance, of our arrogance
Our radical, primitive, irreducible arrogance of reason
We have all overlooked the propensity
We saw no need for it, the paradoxical something
Which we may call perverseness, perverseness
Through its promptings we act without
Comprehensible object
We act for the reason we should not
We act for the reason we should not
For certain minds this is absolutely
Irresistible, irresistible
The conviction of the wrong or impolicy of an action
Is often the unconquerable force, the unconquerable force
It is a primitive impulse, it is a primitive impulse
Primitive impulse
The overwhelming tendency
The overwhelming tendency to do
Wrong for the wrongs sake
To do wrong for the wrongs sake
We persist in acts
Because we feel that we
Should not persist in them
Because we feel we, feel we
Should not persist, persist in them
So I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna, I wanna know
I wanna, I wanna know
Persist in the action
Persist in the action
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong
Persist in the action

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