What do I feel like today?
To put all hope and dream away?
To cut unbinded all my ties?
To live alone with no allies.
People are such ugly things
Brimming to the boil.
I long to play a violin
And to be left alone
Me and my violin.
So laugh, ye vipers!
Serpents scatter ye to the skies!
Your slimy tongues and filthy lies.
Let me be at peace
Alone, with my God.