Wilderness

You stupid peasant
you foul stupid peasant
why do you try?

Why do you get involved?

You were supposed to stay an observer
You were supposed to be the chessplayer

Well done...

You are a pawn now, enjoy it...

And when the sea stops having waves
only then will you realize what you are

Go back home, peasant,
only anger and frustration
will you meet here, nothing more

Nor gratitude
nor excellence

But that's why you fight for right?
Gratitude... You piece of shit
You were the whore of truth
now you are the bordello of deceit

Welcome home, your nothingness
It's so quiet out here
so calm and peacefully
it's so good, so damn good
so bad, so good out here in the wilderness

The peasant raises his head in reply
"My problem is, that I fought for the truth in all my life
People believed my only when I was forced to lie
and now that I have found the truth, noone believes me
But why should they... What the hell do I know?
I am just a peasant... As you said"

Obsession with my wooden marionette
Is this neglecting or just my reflection?

Ironing my clothes for the feast
getting ready for the celebration
I got there, and nobody came
I was the only one celebrating
I burned the fuck house and run away,
I'll never celebrate this way.

Peasant, roam into the streets
hide into the places where the streetlights
tonight illuminate, stay tuned with invisibility,
that's all you need.

Noone will ever see me...