No one knows the soul of tears
And why can't we see human indignity
Who will laugh at the growing suffering
The bleeding rapidly breeding
Increasing
The clock is ticking on before us
Constantly running hypnotized
Energized by naivety
Take a pick at random
Choose our future
To be crawling in the mess of stupidity
We won't hear when we're dead and gone
We trust in lies or a fake paradise
Are we blinded til' the bitter end
Decided or maybe very misguided
Traveling through endless times
Inside of nothingness
Reaching for a new belief in vain
Insane
Our molded lives an ever catatonic flow
We're rejected ever more by lucidity
Why strange why why change
Why not suicide
No strange no no change
No not suicide
With ears that are shut to the inner voice
We're giving in to the shattering
Tell me how can we take it
Tell me why are we here
Hanging in the balance of deceit and blasphemy
Paralyzed in sightless drains
Ignorant and still no panic
Is there no way to be free
No why me not us
Why not blind
Strange blind blind change
Blind suicide
Damn faith damn
Damn lies why
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