Deep into the deadness of the night The dark is gaping beyond Black driving holes are soaring high The time is out of joint Whirling of the absurd Which rolls all our dice No one can shun the snares of death But still we keep on trying We wanna know more about us So much we have to ask To find out the cause of a meaningless being Or retreat an' believe in God We have to fly faster than light To break the time and the sphere Find out the point of our existence Somewhere - out there If there is no one behind the curtain Of the theatre called life We have to bear those ills we have Carry the fardel of our lives