Ulysses — Vacuum

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