Through the air old words are flowing

Strike against the wall and die

And we

We are that wall

Pink glasses of advertising

Cancels pain and crying

So watch a new TV-show

A new language we created

„Super“, „enjoy“, „great“ & „splendid“

The words

Of our time

They have no colour

No sense and no flavour

Empty

Like our time

We´re living in a false reality

´Cause our being looks too worn

We´re living in a false reality

With false notions and hopes

We talk about nothing

With a phrase „keep on smiling“

And all that

Is for sale

We speak, but don´t listen

And that is one reason

Why we´re down -

- An old lonesome clowns

And it´s not important what we say and do

And if it´s some consequential truth

The words are only empty rooms

For our egos – dark and cruel

We lost gods and lost the magic

We lost words and their logic

And now

We lose ourselves

We fall down into a swamp of sadness

With our dreams and our madness

So

No tears in the end

We should have known, we sow a devil ground

And we´ll never find the way to the sea

We should have known, our faults will knock us down

And will be our

Destiny…