If you search for enrichment And injure others Earning more that you can spend You'll pass the borders
When you think you've succeeded But something's missing Means you have been defeated By greed, your weakness
This fantasy is not enough for me I want it, I'll take it away from you Your misery that softly incites me All I do is using, abusing you
Life is often miserable In the search for happiness The power so desirable They bring so much distress
Life is often pitiful In the search for blessedness If we weren't so insatiable There would be much more than less
I cannot see why you'd be another me
I just take care of myself and no-one else
Life is often cynical In the search for hopefulness We're only wanting more and more, So we got into this mess
All that you've taken from others Will be taken from you All that your dissonance smothers Will then come back to you Whatever happens tomorrow, and whatever you do Just keep in mind, that se source and end is you
In Lack'ech
Never finding fulfilment, the source and end is you.