What is the point of this life that we lead?

The filth and the fury the neurotic need

Where are we going where does it lead?

The strife and the striving as life from us bleeds

Sin, sin

What is its point, its purpose, its goal?

Where is it going, each one plays his role?

Striving with ego to triumph to win

For wealth and for power commit any sin

Sin, sin

The stinking corpse rank with decay

A king or a duke forgotten today

Sin, sin

So thrust with your ego you will not be saved

We all end as paupers alone in our graves

Worry, hurry and fight for your rights

You'll never get there then bang, out go the lights

Sin, sin

Each action each striving a pointless game

And after it's over forgotten your name

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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