The world falls apart into facts This eternal machine for producing, crushing, swallowing up A cemetery Aimlessly Revolving in space Rot repeating itself Where are those who were before us? Driven along aimless desert paths Abandoned to a wilderness of the unbearable Lost to a wilderness of the unbearable Lost in the uselessness of pain See the emptiness within the ruins The sky teeming with worms Turn from the good back to the true Turn from the good back to the true Bereft of denial's dissociation Bereft of denial's dissociation No return No wings spread Wings spread at the falling of the dusk Wings spread At the falling of the dusk Wings spread At the falling