I demand nothing, but I want it all

what privilege do we have under the sun,

that gives us the right to the throne?



species come and go, but the earth stands forever fast

all river runs towards the sea, but the sea is never full



to discover the loneliness and be to proud to show the wounds

will forever wander alone through the years



but I won't let you near

begging for you to understand

the fear that lives in my soul

which is an untouched spring



read, what is written on the silent mouth

what is written in the soul

for which is written in the shining silence

we all have to read



my body will be bent from the burdens

when the shaking floor of life-force

reveal its chasm underneath

if only one could be two steps ahead