Hiob Lyrics

I long to die 

In the mother's womb 

Then I'd sleep 

And be at rest 

Never alive 

Like a miscarriage 

That has been buried 

In mud and dirt 

Isn't he here 

To take our weakness

And to bore 

Our disease 

Shouldn't he 

Save us from drowning 

Yet no calm in sight

Futile, useless

Pathetic and wretched

Perverted and embezzled 

Idle, feckless 

Acts of compassion

Serve wore and shine

One misconception 

As it ever was 

Acts and words

Just echos in the void 

Not a glass of wine 

Nor a loaf of bread 

Will ever change 

A certain fate 

Why does God 

Give a light 

To the weary 

And afflicted hearts

That wait for death 

And it does not come

And paths are covered 

All around 

But as expected 

Still left alone 

But as expected 

Not a bit of hope