The Grand Inquisitor I: Karamazov Baseness

Even if I did not believe in life,

If I lost my faith in the order of things,

Were convinced, in fact, that everything is a disorderly, damnable, and devil-ridden chaos;

If I were struck by every horror of man's disillusionment,

Still I would want to live,

And, having once tasted the cup,

I would not turn away from it

Until I had drained it.

You are trying to save me.

You are trying to save me --

But, perhaps, I am not lost.



If I were struck by every horror of man's disillusionment,

Still I would want to live,

And, having once tasted the cup,

I would not turn away from it.



Is an unworthy, uncaring father still entitled to the love and respect of his sons?



You are trying to save me --

But, perhaps, I am not lost.

You are trying to save me --

But, perhaps, I am not

Lost.



(Repeated)