If you search for enrichment   And injure others   Earning more that you can spend   You’ll pass the borders      When you think you’ve succeeded   But something’s missing   Means you have been defeated   By greed, your weakness      This fantasy is not enough for me   I want it, I’ll take it away from you   Your misery that softly incites me   All I do is using, abusing you      Life is often miserable   In the search for happiness   The power so desirable   They bring so much distress      Life is often pitiful   In the search for blessedness   If we weren’t so insatiable   There would be much more than less      I cannot see why you’d be another me      I just take care of myself and no-one else      Life is often cynical   In the search for hopefulness   We’re only wanting more and more,   So we got into this mess      All that you’ve taken from others   Will be taken from you   All that your dissonance smothers   Will then come back to you   Whatever happens tomorrow, and whatever you do   Just keep in mind, that se source and end is you      In Lack’ech      Never finding fulfillment, the source and end is you