It is all in vain
The longing and the pain
The living and the love
And all I'm dreaming of
The lies, the loneliness
Everything is senseless
Even the luck, the joy, the laughter
I won't remember after
Luxuries and Jewelry
Are useless phonies only
And no one I might meet
Will ever make me feel complete
For it is all in vain
All I give and gain
And the only sense I have
Is to meet immortal death.
