Endzweck

The thirteen fact has been chosen
The strife causes the strife
Only the reflection of sadness in my eyes and I stop my thought
The glorification of destruction
The earth full of sadness
The faith of an empty world
The disappearance of a meaningless yet tiny existence
Where are we heading
What do we wish for
Destination
There is pain in my mind, as so your mind
My hand holding a pen, trembles then stops
The sadness, the sadness gets out here now
I will never stop, to walk
[ Destination Lyrics ]