Departure

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