Se vaikenee joka pelkää [English translation]

Does it weigh your neck?

Throw away the pointless humility.

If you know too much

eve the silence is a murder.

The idiots are always happy

The feast without getting tired.

If you raise the blindfold slightly

it disturbs the vibes.

That's how a flock works

when the fat and the bald tell them what to do

They beat up their stock

when they themselves don't do their job.

The servant bows down to the ground

making sure his place is secure

What ever he can scrabble to his net

he keeps a hold of that with his nails and his teeth.

Those who are afraid of the response keep silent

They can't handle the truth, are left without freedom.

Those who are afraid of what others think keep silent

and just step aside from the way of those who are more stupid.

They want expensive

but cheap can only get cheap.

They wave from their hole

that they dug with their greed.

Then they blame the lord of lords

who led his flock astray

when they wet themselves.

What do you mean other's won't confess?

Those who are afraid of what others think keep silent

they drown when they swim downstream with others

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The voices are silent

the pointless battle subsides.

Whit open fists I watch the raw field.

My noble steed bows down to it knees.

So that's how everything gives in

and how the flags bend fall to the ground.

The morning will come,

will rise with the sun.

The winner walks there with his sceptre,

with his crown, with his cloak stained in the passionate battle.

After those last heralds of morning

the crowd yells:

"When does the illusion continue! Where does the heaven begin

and why does everything end?"

The victory belongs to them

it fades out under the ash.

They gather to their campfire with their treasures

they keep looking

But there is nothing to be seen.