Kolossal/en
Kolossal (2008) (Audio)
Colossal
English translation by Indira, AI assistant. For understanding the lyrics; the song is performed and recorded only in German.
A mightily puny conscience,
bulging pockets, a full belly.
With no pangs of conscience,
other people's money will do too.
Colossal all along the line,
the head turned in on itself,
grinning on the seed drill
while water goes down the drain.
Nobody sees anything, because what remains
of meaning or spirit is blocked.
And the sun, already grey,
sets until the cord snaps.
Uniform clown, doer-laugher,
names are only sound and smoke.
No adversary since yesterday,
stepped down, disappeared...
The victor's history, altogether colossal:
see and destroy for the very last time.
What will the answer to this question be?
No no no no no...
Capital, almost sacred, colossal — illegal asks atonally, rationally,
national on the shelf, certainly — abnormal, the trophy arsenal,
once again! Once again! Vale of tears — maximally functional potential.
The monument to sorrow exists universally.
Hospital and pub, optimal — every time a scandal. Amoral,
liberal personnel, antisocial — every time vertical, far too narrow,
distress signal stays frontal, too loyal — optional tribunal, unreal,
the monument to sorrow exists universally.
Radical death agony, too banal — general digs a money canal wholesale,
optimal fictional royal hall — nonverbal, too feudal, tangential,
ideal, the jackal stays global — brutal digital daily torment,
the monument to sorrow exists universally.
A case stays wholesale, integral — the journal, temporal, a thousand times,
special Baal is utterly trivial — and fatally stands central, colonial,
ruler, nicely medial, a thousand times — almost causal, lateral carnival,
already seems very stale, yet remains lethal,
re-election, re-election, re-election...
