Black clouds gather
 Small drops are born and whirled down
 They splash against the cold ground
 Perplexed and ignorant of what to come
 
 Engulfed by a stream and carried away by the current
 All attempts to get away are in vain
 And the stream just keeps going, keeps growing
 A chaotic ride in the torrent of life
 
 The moment we are born we begin to die
 Mortal souls longing for salvation
 A carnival of mindless and blind forms the world
 Lying, drying, dying
 
 Crushing against sharp rocks the drops are shattered
 And cast up in the blue sky
 Struck by rays of light they evaporate and disappear
 Nothing ever changes
 
 Small drops drown among millions of others
 In their search for an explanation
 Thousands of archaic lies disguised as solutions
 Save from absurdity
 
 Searching for meaning
 Striving for innocence
 Following the prescribed
 The only thing that gives strength
 
 The moment we are born we begin to die
 Mortal souls yearning for salvation
 A carnival of mindless and blind forms the world
 Lying, drying, dying
 
 Black clouds gather...