He stands at the abyss And looks into the depth Whispers in his brain want him To make the final step He sees his whole past life now Pa**ing in front of his eyes He fears the second that would surely Free from his life A senseless life? So full of doubt? Is suicide the right way out? He thinks about the reasons Why he's standing here The dull grey of his daily work The solitude he can't bear Intolerance and mistrust Ignorance, apathy Violence that rules the world Greed, pa**ivity A senseless life? So full of doubt? Is suicide the right way out? NO! Your escape - would that make sense? Use your life to fight against this nuisance A senseless life? So full of doubt? Is suicide the right way out? However ... The d**hwish remains The d**hwish remains The d**hwish remains The d**hwish remains