Kampfgeist 6

Sometimes life resembles a heavy backpack, into which someone has placed a concrete block of responsibility, a couple of stones called ‘self-development,’ and another called ‘be an example to your children.’ And you carry it without complaining, even smiling, until your shoulders start to burn. But then you catch yourself thinking - the stronger your back is, the easier it is for others around you to breathe.

There is no heroism on display in this song - only honest fatigue mixed with stubbornness. Here, they don't look for easy ways out or cry in the corner when they fall face down in the dust again. They just get up, dust themselves off and carry on - because there is no other scenario.

The pulse beats as if a metronome is tapping out ‘hang on,’ and somewhere between the lines you can hear the philosophy of those who have understood a simple thing: if you are destined to fall, let it be with your heart in your hands, not with empty palms.