A sad human being was outgrown The pathetic face of the human might
Unable to think and unable to speak The arrogant blue of the empty sky
My brothers and sisters to kill everyone The beauty in black of our sophisticated guns
Life itself should be destroyed The broken wing of the undying bird
I don't know why but I hold on Everything is meaningless I don't know how but I hold on Everything is vain but I hold on
Life is the broken wing of the undying bird More from Impure Wilhelmina