Out of the bean and into the light
A being urges me to go
For the same thing and the old sorrow
My tears with jellies The daughter catches
And on the mat a young body rots
Where fate directs its puppets
For the same thing and the old sorrow
I finally know here Nothing is given away
Out of the bean and into nothingness
Everyone knows what remains in the end
The same thing and the old suffering
I'm slowly driving myself crazy
And The same war is raging on the mat
My heart is still scorched
The same thing and the old sorrow
I finally know, I want to fuck
No more the old sorrow