tortured by the agaony of selfleceration — full of pain
and fear — my sense of self-preservation keeps me
alive — the whole way of life paved by affliction
and danger — more & more I recognize the cruelty
of reality — reality the greatest plot of life
one walks — talks — sees — breathes — but doesn’T
live — no — rather serve the growing edifice
that controlsour so — called life — death gives
way to the living — straight into freedom
way out of this edefice
everyone a brick in this stonework
and day by day more people live in it
hour by hour yheir power rises
and inevitably steals our breath
