Dull and empty,
you go along,
the narrow ridge.
You stop
you keep going.
The herd impulse is too great.
Do you still believe in that
which people make you believe?
You have learned to parry.
(What for? Tell me)
Do really not know
what you have known?
You have learned to march.
You gladly let yourself be controlled.
We're on the verge,
But let us proceed.
It does't go forward and doesn't go back.
We are at the verge,
But let us proceed.
We go ahead and you'll come with us.
You stubbornly follow
only one way.
You follow obediently.
You do not know
who walks behind you.
Drifting alone among the masses.
Do you still believe in that
which people make you believe?
You have learned to parry.
(What for? Tell me)
Do you remember how many times
have you given up?
Without ever trying.
Now you can only lose.
Jump!
We're on the verge.
But we must move on.
Get out of the way
let us pass!
We'll jump ourselves free.