Tied up in a moral life, made up like a play Systematized and tamed Play a role in every part, never step aside Too boring and too lame So you kneel... And come crawling at my feet You're dead to me I'm not the one you seek You're dead to me Always living in the past and in lack of words Searching for a fate Waiting for the peak of life, it is all a dream And it's getting much too late Wake up to another world, all the same but new The needs you cannot meet Look around and face the fact, your time is running out Christ is obsolete Yet you kneel... And come crawling at my feet You're dead to me I'm not the one you seek You're dead to me