art schop - heretic astronomer lyrics
draw another flagon down
i need to wash the memory from my mind
watch the pretty girls go by
laugh aloud beneath the pale sunshine
tonight i’ll go carousing
there’s not a cloud and i love the starlit sky
and maybe by the morning i’ll have reached the beast i am inside
(an infidel, iniquity my bride)
and he who won’t fear must suffer his tongue
everybody knows, that we are alone
they stood the poor wretch upside down
after 7 years his beard no longer brown
like a duck for the cardinal
pluckеd naked, to be ready for thеir fire
and he who won’t fear must suffer his tongue
everybody knows, that we are alone
we speak the language of an ancient planet;
he contemplates oblivion
loading our baskets with olives
as the flames behind us crackle on the fat of truth
he surely was no friend of mine
but a brighter mind you’d travel far to find
when it comes to thinking, maybe those who soar should be judged not by how high
giordano bruno
1593 tried for heresy, sentenced to death
burned at the stake by the inquisition
“perhaps you pr+nounce this sentence against me with greater fear than i receive it”
references poem by ceslaw milosz ‘campo dei fiori’
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