What is the point of this life that we lead?
The filth and the fury the neurotic need
Where are we going where does it lead?
The strife and the striving as life from us bleeds

Sin, sin

What is its point, its purpose, its goal?
Where is it going, each one plays his role?
Striving with ego to triumph to win
For wealth and for power commit any sin

Sin, sin

The stinking corpse rank with decay
A king or a duke forgotten today

Sin, sin

So thrust with your ego you will not be saved
We all end as paupers alone in our graves
Worry, hurry and fight for your rights
You'll never get there then bang, out go the lights

Sin, sin

Each action each striving a pointless game
And after it's over forgotten your name
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Sin, sin