Only the lonely control our device only the lonely undress our disguise

A statue to raise a martyr to praise like masses cry when tyrants die I go I go away

Nothing is sacred when hatred expands only the lonely are promised the land

The pressure is high the fission goes by like Kafka wrote I sing my notes I go I go away

I travel alone I find my way home alive or dead for years ahead I go I go away

Follow the masses the class of the crowd distance your ego be patient stay proud

A statue to raise a martyr to praise like masses cry when tyrants die I go I go away