Don't forget why you're here, What you daydream of every hour! Tear but don't tear through that thread,

Don't forget why you're here, What you daydream of every hour! Tear but don't tear through that thread, That briskly holds the arrogance back, When routine and bustle suck us in. Don't burn up the flaming speech, Pampering and loving the victory. But quietly thank the one, Who made out of you, Ruthlessly hacking at the stagnation of heads, A striking, sharp-tongued sword.