We Now

In Darkness Of The Dead Of Night
And Under Rays Of Sunny Light,
We’re Longin’ For The Glory Height
With All Existing Might.

Have Not You Really Got Enough
Of Reverence For Golden Calf
Within The Piles Of Vulgar Stuff
And This Cup-Board Love?

Preferin’ Not To Trouble Brain
Involved By Heavy Callous Chain,
We Turn Away From Someone’s Pain
As From A Dirty Stain.

So I Say No Use Of Cryin’ …
So I Say No Point In Tryin’ …
To Change The Livin’’s Mode Like This …
But You Say You’d Do … But How? ..
I Can Answer Only Now:
Just Ask No Foolish Questions, Please!

Why Can’t You Follow My Advice?
Why Ever Can’t You Realize
You Must Release Your Own Eyes
From Scales In My Wise?

You Think My Words Are Simple Lie,
But Soon, When You Shall Have To Die,
Nobody Gonna Say Good-Bye
And Take Your Latest Sigh.
The Feelin’’s Spoiltin’ More And More
The World, So Rotten To The Core,
Is Gonna Choke In The War,
And So I Have To Go!