From mortal wounds we suffer.
Old men outlaw us and break laws.
Decide for youth
and celebrate
the disorder, the great disorder of this life
The departure, the sad departure to the endless river
Old inside
cold inside
In my hall where they can spy
and lock our minds
My conscience's blind
and maybe it's worth to give up.
And an old man came with giant steps
to the room where I lived alone.
He kept his promise to destroy me,
then cut my body and ate
my heart and brain.
He stole my slice of glory,
Outside the doors the world has gone.
Suicide of youth.
We celebrate
the disorder, the great disorder of this life
the departure, the sad departure to the endless river
the disorder, the great disorder of this life
the departure, the sad departure to the endless river
