On and on,
through the night, the day,
time never stands still
What is must pass now
Never and forever
we are one in this Space of sobriety
We decide about joy and suffering
So let me go,
I am no longer free
I will survive in this world from guilt
There is one it always
he who has it but does not share it and does not understand
what is must now pass away
This or that
has the power to be everything he desires
he alone knows what he gives
and also what he withholds
So let me go,
I am no longer free
I will survive in this world from guilt
Say , how far can you still go?
Do you only give up when you can no longer stand?
And when you call from the deepest depths
who can hear you, your pleas, your requests< br/>who is looking you in the face?
So let me go,
I am no longer free
I have to survive from guilt
In this world with no goal at all
>Is it too much to ask
not to see anymore?

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