anonymous October 20th, 2007 03:23AM  
This song is about the "ruin" of mankind. Instead of progressing, evolving, and becoming greater, mankind is mastering only traits such as "Fear. Pain. Hatred. Powerrr," which is in a sense an "art of ruin." Due to war, famine, and all the problems and corruption that exist in our world, we are living in a time of Ruin. All compassion and comfort is gone in the line, "Silence speeds the path to the streams of solace that run so few and narrow./Brooks that babble the sounds of torture." Solace is another word for comfort, so it's saying there is little comfort in our world. Typical things that we find comforting, such as brooks in nature are shown to "babble the sounds of torture," showing that we cannot find peace anywhere.

MagnusCaligula July 4th, 2009 10:49PM  
The knowledge that seeking the favor of another Means the murder of self. Knowing that the notion of Nobility, the virtue of self sacrifice; only results in a person wasting their life for someone else This is the resolution The end of all progress The death of evolution Despite centuries worth of advancement we have only learnt to ultimately ruin ourselves. I will show you all that I have mastered Fear. Pain. Hatred. Power. This is the art of ruin And despite all of humanity’s technological and sociological advances we have on digressed further into barbarism.