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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Michael J. Moynihan/Robert Ferbrache[00:11.28] Between Birds of Prey[00:35.82] Who would here descend?[00:38.73] How soon is he swallowed up by the depths?[00:45.51] Thou, Zarathoestra, still lovesth the abysses[00:49.05] Lovesth them as dosth the fur tree[00:59.10] The fur flings its roots[01:01.92] And the rock itself gazes[01:05.94] Shuddering at the depths[01:10.50] The fur pauses before the abysses where all around[01:16.53] Would feign descent amid the impatience of wild, rolling, leaping torrents[01:29.88] It waits so patient, stern, and silent[01:42.69] Lonely...[01:43.08] Lonely, who would venture here?[01:46.32] To be guest, to be thy guest[01:51.51] A bird of prey, per chance[01:54.69] Joyous at other's misfortune[01:58.29] Will cling persistent to the heir of the steadfast watcher[02:04.68] With frenzied laughter, a vulture's laughter[02:09.81] Wherefor so steadfast?[02:19.11] Mocks he so cruel[02:22.62] He must have wings who loves the abyss[02:27.36] He must not stay on the cliff[02:30.75] As thou, who hangesth there[02:37.23] Oh Zarathustra[02:39.39] Cruelest nimrod![02:40.65] Of late still a hunter of God[02:46.77] A spider's web, to capture virtue[02:53.04] An arrow of evil[02:56.19] Now hunted by thyself[02:59.73] Thine own prey[03:04.23] Caught in the grip of thine own soul[03:15.12] Now lonely to me and thee[03:18.57] Twofold in thine own knowledge[03:21.96] 'Mid a hundred mirrors[03:24.36] False to thyself[03:25.98] 'Mid a hundred memories[03:31.05] Uncertain and weary from every wound[03:36.48] shivering at every frost[03:41.10] Throttled in thine own noose[03:45.33] Self-knower[03:47.40] Self-hangman[03:54.51] Why didsth bind thyself[03:56.85] with the noose of thy wisdom?[04:00.48] Why luresth thyself[04:02.70] To the old serpent's paradise?[04:06.51] Why stowesth into thyself[04:09.78] Thyself?[04:18.03] A sick man now[04:20.31] Sick of serpent's poison[04:23.82] A captive now[04:26.13] Who has drawn the hardest lot[04:27.84] In thine own shaft[04:33.87] Now doesth thou workesth[04:35.34] In thine own cavern?[04:39.51] Digging in thyself[04:42.57] Helpless quite[04:45.99] stiff, a cold corpse[04:49.56] Overwhelmed with a hundred burdens[04:53.04] Overburdened by thyself[04:56.73] A knower, a self-knower[05:08.04] The wise Zarathoestra[05:08.55] Thou soughtesth the heaviest burden[05:11.76] So foundesth thou thyself[05:15.63] And cansth not shake thyself off[05:26.58] Watching[05:26.73] Crouching[05:29.64] One that stands up right no more[05:33.45] Thou with grow deformed[05:35.31] Even in thy grave[05:36.81] Deformed spirit[05:40.98] And of late, still so proud[05:44.01] On all the stilts of thy pride[05:46.17] Of late, still the godless hermit,[05:52.47] The hermit with one comrade, the devil[05:58.32] The scarlet prince of every devilmen's[06:01.38] Now between two nothings[06:15.12] Huddled up a question mark[06:20.22] A weary riddle[06:24.03] A riddle for vultures[06:27.99] They will solve thee[06:31.41] they hunger already for thy solution[06:36.48] They flutter already about their riddle[06:42.45] About thee[06:44.25] The doomed one[06:47.70] Oh Zarathoestra[06:48.60] Self-knower[06:51.09] Self-hangman