Dreary Earth, and dreary Sky,
People live and people die - 
No logic you can find,
No truth - there's only lie.

Nothing's real, all illusion,
Who can live in that confusion? 
No one who has solution,
Everything is just illusion.

Coming up and going down,
Being beaten, being crowned,
Now you're flying to the sky,
Later you shall hit the ground.

You can ask me, what's the point
In this sad and dreary story?
I will answer: please, don't worry,
I don't have one, very sorry.