Look, I was hammered with grief and snot, so it may be that I'm wrong
But I believe I heard God say, "NO. NOT WITH MOISHE1."
And I swear, this alone means everything to me
When I hear what you harlots of the devil are up to
And you fools shouldn't talk big, and I don't put it to the test
It's just good to have it like a bulletproof west
And I love this life, hand me the full cup once again
I'm too deep in this game here, nigga, come what may
[Hook:]
More light
More light
Say it with me, more light
Shine with me, more light2
And no, I don't care 'bout money, but I know I gotta have it
'Cause I'm just a bit too dense for the damn bus or the train
So we make the sacrifices to get to the top
I need to get out of this fast, but I'm sitting in it
Says the fear and insists menacingly, everything stays the same
"BUT YES YOU CAN," says God, "STAND UP, MY SON, YOU'VE ALREADY RECEIVED"
This I live in my heart, and so I promise I will make it
Only the foolish hold the essence of a candle to be wax
[Hook]
Between death and overcoming, between awkward I-don't-know-it
Between standing up and falling down, realisation and stroke of wit
Between loving everyone and turning the world upside down
Between turmoil, intrigue and chill out man, relax
Between taking my life and freeing all my brothers
Between going this path here, or suffering that way there
Between this world and the next, violence and sex
Between the grace and a lifetime, everything is now
Namely, both either or, on the contrary and neither nor
Going boozed up for salvation, but homes, yet I live
With an intensity that goes beyond that of most
Once it's too late for a win-win you can write of it much easier
Sore from all the little idiots, from hyaenas and their breed
Thinking these were notes and chords - this is blood and tears
Just now, there flows word from the Lord: "COME MAN, DO IT.
PARADISE IS NOT A PLACE BUT A CONDITION."
[Hook + Chorus:]
With more light
(I want to see the way you shine)
More light
(If you know that you have already received)
Say it with me, more light
(This is the moral)
Shine with me, more light
(Brightly lighting every hall)
A little light
Away from wounds, sorrow and toxicity
A little light
From the darkness to the light3
1. Yiddish for Moses2. "More light" were the famous last words of Goethe on his death bed3. Sampled from Moses' earlier track "Ich lass dich nicht zurück" (Geteiltes Leid 3)