Going through life The sad way of being There's nothing that counts Beside material things No spiritual faith Which could make your life Stupid superstition makes your actions useless Rage against the God turns your feelings of You live beyond reality In the world of egoistic ideas You sacrificed your innocence For mortal things You see wealth door You think you don't need more Yet there's thing that you need But you will never get it It's comprehension in which You could drown tears of sadful life