Faustian Echoes

Agalloch

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    Faust: "I, Johannes Faust, do call upon thee, Mephistopheles!"

    Faust:
    Oh, growing moon, didst thou but shine
    A last time on this pain of mine
    Behind this desk how oft have I
    At midnight seen thee rising high
    O'er book and paper I bend
    Thou didst appear, oh mournful friend

    Mephistopheles:
    I am the spirit that ever denies!
    And justly so: for all that is born
    Deserves to be destroyed in scorn
    Therefore 'twere best if nothing were created
    Destruction, sin, wickedness - plainly stated
    All of which you as evil have classified
    That is my element - there I abide

    Manager:
    Scatter the stars with a lavish hand
    Water, fire, tavern wall
    Birds and beasts, all within command
    Thus in our narrow booth today
    Creation's ample scope display
    Wander swiftly, observing well
    From the heavens, to the world, to hell!

    The world of spirits is not barred to thee!

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    Mephistopheles: "now then, Faustus. What wouldst thou have mephisto do?"
    Faust:
    "I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... To do whatever faustus shall command. be it to make the moon drop from outer sphere, or the ocean to overwhelm the world. go bear these tidings to great lucifer: say he surrenders up his soul. so that he shall spare him four and twenty years, letting him live in all voluptiousness, having thee ever to attend on me. to give me whatsoever I shall ask."

    Mephistopheles: "I will."

    Faust:
    Sublime spirit, thou hast given me all
    All for which I besought thee, not in vain
    Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the fire
    Thou hast given me nature for a kingdom
    With the power to enjoy and feel
    Only a visit of chilling bewilderment
    Thou bringest all the living creatures
    And taught me to know my brothers in the air
    In the deep waters and in the silent coverts
    When through the forest the storm rages
    Uprooting the giant pines which in their fall
    Crushing, drag down neighboring boughs and trunks
    Whose hollow thunder shake the hills
    Then thou dost lead me to a sheltering cave
    And revealest me to myself and layest bare
    The deep mysterious miracle of my nature
    And when the pure moon rises into sight
    Soothingly above me, then about me hover
    Creeping from rocky walls and dewy thickets
    Silver shadows, phantoms of a bygone world
    Which allay the austere joy of meditation

    Now fully do I realize that man
    Can never possess perfection
    With this ecstasy which brings me near and nearer
    To the gods

    Margarete:
    My mother the harlot put me to death
    My father the scoundrel ate my flesh
    My dear little sister laid all my bones
    In a dark shaded place under the stones
    Then I changed into a wood-bird
    Fluttering away
    Fly away

    Mephistopheles:
    Mankind, that foolish cosmos
    Always acts as incomplete
    He thought himself to be
    I am part of that part which was the absolute
    A part of that darkness which gave birth to light
    The arrogant light which would dispute
    Ancient rank of mother night
    Therefore I hope it won't be long before
    With matter it shall perish evermore!

    Manager:
    Scatter the stars with a lavish hand
    Water, fire, tavern wall
    Birds and beasts, all within command
    Thus in our narrow booth today
    Creation's ample scope display
    Wander swiftly, observing well
    From the heavens to the world

    The world of spirits is not barred to thee!

    Faust: "so, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its external show."
    Mephistopheles: "the governing force? She reason? some things cannot be known; they are beyond your reach even when shown."
    Faust: "why should that be so?"
    Mephistopheles: "they lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express."
    Faust: "what? Do you mean that words are greater yet than man?"
    Mephistopheles: "indeed they are."
    Faust: "then what of longing. Wffection, pain or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know they are in my breast. what are they?""
    Mephistopheles: "without substance, as mist is."
    Faust: "in that case man is only air as well!

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