Songtext von From Great Knowledge

From great knowledge comes only sorrow From a reckless mind, only ditches and moats From a beautiful soul, only scabs and lice From universal love, only mugs in blood In the sheet on the wind, barefoot into the dew From fruitless ideas to disembodied guests From set tables to broken heads From closed doors to buried beasts On a parallel track a black satellite flies It will calm us and save us and bring us peace Under a rough wing, night at the round table A red and white poster: “hey, rev up your scooter!” Come together everyone for the meaningless forum At the universal congress How to deal with our delirium? To wedge our will into idiot land To sit silently and tap on the table Because from great knowledge comes only sorrow From a reckless mind, only ditches and moats