Everybody's restless
In the town of destruction,
Because they always lose,
They're followed by ill luck.
Work! Work! Don't notice beauty,
Caught in the web you'll brace yourself.
Nothing but sorrows
In the town of the dead.
When delight died
You rejoice for tomorrow's defeat.
You may not dream
In the town of the dead,
You may nor laugh
Neither charge.
Flee present time into the pleasure parks
Of a metropolis.
Nothing but sorrows
In the town of the dead.
When delight died
You rejoice for tomorrow's defeat.
Yesterday you got lost
In the town of the dead.
Nature died
In sight of civilisation.
Everybody's restless
In the town of destruction,
Because they always loose,
They're followed by ill luck.
Work, work, don't notice beauty,
Caught in the web you'll brace yourself.