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Постигая смысл

Megalomania меня совершенно не отпускает, и свою роль здесь играет текст, полная чума.


Paradise comes at a price
That I am not prepared to pay
What were we built for?
Could someone tell me please

The good news is, she can't have babies
And won't accept gifts from me
What are they for?
They'll just grow up, and break the laws you've loved

Take off your disguise
I know that underneath it's me

Useless device, it won't suffice
I want a new game to play
When I am gone
It won't be long, before I disturb you in the dark

Paradise comes at a price
That I am not prepared to pay
What were we built for?
Will someone tell me please

Take off your disguise
I know that underneath it's me


Поскольку у Беллами явно ничего не бывает просто так, порылся в сети на предмет возможных толкований. Неплохую подборку нашел здесь. Наиболее разумным мне представляется трактовка с Богом и атеизмом самого Беллами.