Look, the world is crumbling apart
As if it’s made out of powder and dust.
Look at the buildings falling down part by part.
Even the trees are turning into flying ashes.
And feel this seething wind
Which is blowing everything into
A state of non-existence.
Or does it?
But even worse than this fading out
Is the senselessness that is
Swimming into my eyes.
Why does everything seem so pointless?
Am I running a race alone
On a desolate planet?
Or am I falling down a cliff,
That does not even exist?