End of Art - How I Live Lyrics

I live by default only in two states
Strength and disillusionment
A strength that is healthy, selfish, oppressive
Some times reassuring but other times rabid
But always a strength secure, natural, made out of
Water and air, a piece compatible with
My existence and I adopt it in full harmony
Inside my cry

And then disappointment, a goddess forever
Pointed bearing cold gifts.Feeding on people being social
Out of a haunted world but redeeming
Made out of fire and frost
Far more real and honest than anything else
Incredibly persuasive and absolute
I fancy welcoming her in all formalities
Thus honoring her
Knowing that she is the womb of all my ideas