Only the lonely control our device
Only the lonely undress our disguise
A statue to raise a martyr to praise
Like masses cry when tyrants die
I go I go away

Nothing is sacred when hatred expands
Only the lonely are promised the land
The pressure is high the fission goes by
Like Kafka wrote I sing my notes
I go I go away

I travel alone I find my way home
Alive or dead for years ahead
I go I go away

Follow the masses the class of the crowd
Distance your ego be patient stay proud
A statue to rasie a martyr to praise
Like masses cry when tyrants die
I go I go away