O futile shade called man! This circus of
our never ending drive. What good is it?
What good this inner world which we don't know?
This circus of our never-ending drive.
What good is it? ? O futile shades called man!
your inner world which you don't know?
You're needed? O futile shades of called man!
No one is needed; you're not needed by anyone...
Without you everything will keep going without you.
Perhaps it's worse for others that you live than if you kill yourself...
Perhaps your presence is more burdensome than your absence...
Look at yourself in the face and honestly face what we are...
If you want to kill yourself, then kill yourself...
Forget your moral scruples or intellectual fears!
What scruples or fears influence the workings of life?
What chemical scruples rule the driving impulse
Of sap, the blood's circulation, and love?
What memory of others exists in the joyous rhythm of life?
Look at yourself! Face what you are.
our never ending drive. What good is it?
What good this inner world which we don't know?
This circus of our never-ending drive.
What good is it? ? O futile shades called man!
your inner world which you don't know?
You're needed? O futile shades of called man!
No one is needed; you're not needed by anyone...
Without you everything will keep going without you.
Perhaps it's worse for others that you live than if you kill yourself...
Perhaps your presence is more burdensome than your absence...
Look at yourself in the face and honestly face what we are...
If you want to kill yourself, then kill yourself...
Forget your moral scruples or intellectual fears!
What scruples or fears influence the workings of life?
What chemical scruples rule the driving impulse
Of sap, the blood's circulation, and love?
What memory of others exists in the joyous rhythm of life?
Look at yourself! Face what you are.