We’re caught in our conformist's choice! You won’t wake up, fallen down Following the errorists plan. I scream and shout, but you don't listen, so we keep been trapped... Running along the streets with no aim you have such a waiting look in your eyes. Buying endless senseless you have such a waiting look in your eyes. Doing no special task but hiding you have such a waiting look in your eyes. Getting entertained in passivity you have such a waiting look in your eyes. Let's be free! Getting nowhere fast! Let's be free! Everyone seems scared, but is kept Deaf, dumb and blind, it's the opposite of bein' engaged. Bowed down hump and cluttered mind, well conditioned for bein held caged. We are the frozen, wilful indecision's our flaw. Blended by illusions we cling to the last straw. We are the frozen, we cling to the last straw. Caught in the state of no consciousness we have such a waiting look in our eyes. The ethic we're accepting means to be imprisoned, And we have such a waiting look in our eyes. Living the life of the lifeless! We're so free! Are we free? Always question the means of power. We're so free! Are we free? No, I don't want to shower.

Why should I constantly suffer for the fattening of their faces? Their selfish-arrogant, ringing hollow “I feel nothing” chases Disguise that I recognize their smile is meant fatally, So I believe to achieve the grief that is programmed pre-natally. I’m missing my identity, normality’s extremity, Profitability’s necessity, So it’s worth to be said: Don’t play with me! We are prostitutes in human space and time. Victims of an anthropocentrical ethic. Caught in a state of human superiority, Life is worthless when you can’t be free. We are always wasted - Subversive dreams leaving the carcass filled hole, We are always wasted - That for me it's the fate but not the ultimate goal. This is my suffering, this happens every day, and where you're looking at? Kind of them dropping by but I don’t care, It’s all devenial denial so why should I share Their self-support, their comfort, their ability To soothe me down smoothly in total apathy. If I was human my plan wouldn’t go any further Than taking them to the court for psychical murder. Laughing into my eyes while despising my destiny They say “sweet” meaning “dumb” and eat the rest of me. We are prostitutes in human space and time. Victims of an anthropocentrical ethic. Caught in a state of human superiority, Life is worthless when you can’t be free. We are always wasted - Subversive dreams leaving the carcass filled hole, We are always wasted – That for me it's the fate but not the ultimate goal. Steady blackout, noone restrains, we’re sentenced to be tattered and torn. Nobody’s there to carry out the deeds, I don’t hate to be proud of right now, Nobody’s there to see that I bleed, Really for an idea! … said the cow. And while we tolerate what deep inside we hate we can't appreciate cuz then it is too late. So we don't tolerate what deep inside we hate And we appreciate when we've changed the rate.

Once I knew a guy, we shared our lives on kids afternoons with hoods and knives. Though we were equal, he wanted to lead, Seemed wise for his age, so I let him proceed Time flows - in years, I heard many stories His goal - was his success without any worries Now we - weren’t equal, he wanted to lead He seemed - wise for his age, I thought he would proceed. I let him in lack of interest While he was alive, my name was indecision Until that day I heard again of him. Suicide – Was he right Failure of – a life! Now he’s back in my mind – Back in my mind! I will always remember - His kind: He turned himself into a monster An untouchable almighty Like Nietzsche, but 3 steps below No doubt was right he just ignored it. He was his king in his own kingdom. Who didn’t fit, was banned. You had to trust in his selfrigtheousity To be called a friend. I didn’t get him in tune of interest While he was alive, my name was aversion Until that day I heard of his suicide. I will always remember his kind To cut life through bein' selfishly blind. I will always remember this shot. I will always remember. His suicide! His trusticide! His way to abandon interest in life! His suicide! His truthicide! His way to end conversation life! Shot in the head, no one can see through: Could one be life-surfeited with 22? He was convinced of his fulfilled life As megalomaniac he could not survive.

I spent so much time with you I gave so much love to you You said you follow me into the darkness I lost all the fear to die But everything was just a lie And then you left me and I started to regress Don´t wake me up Let me sleep till I die I lose a love again Will the wound ever heal Don't wake me up I opened my heart without reply to receive more love again Will the wound ever heal The second punch hit home (failure of a heart) Was he better or was I worst I gave everything in the world For You - nothing was as important As you. Should I start a new try to forget Should I start a new time to regret Like You – I realized I had only one choice to do Don't make myself a victim Months later still dreamin´ of you Night after night Day after day I won't forget , you will forget me. You left me and I know why because you can´t decide! Why I don't learn and realize That it knocked me out another time? Should I try to stand up Or should I save myself? Stay on the ground (and give up) Cuz all we had is over Stay on the ground (and give up) Throwing out those memories Don´t wake me up Let me sleep till I die I lose a love again Will the wound ever heal Don't wake me up I opened my heart without reply to receive more love again Will the wound ever heal

RIGHT! In The Box – hardcore! WRONG! In the box. Let’s go! We are cracking the monotone there' only 3 types of clones. While we’re all flesh and bone Everyone dies alone... We don’t like your apathy, You believe in your authority. But what this simply means to me Is nothing but that you don’t see the Points of my reflection fittin' into another section Included in a faction Representing your class-detection. We are all unique! Uniformity is cynic! We are no class, this shocks When you only think in the box! You think you know us Cuz you’ve seen guys like us Seems like a bunch a deadlocks Start thinking outside the box! Now you will see! Shut up! We don’t like foolish categories Shown in yellow press stories Tell us bearded men stand for enemies We don’t believe in your clichees. A group matchs mutuality But everyone keeps his identity This makes human being free To trust in independence. We are all unique! Uniformity is cynic! We are no class, this shocks When you only think in the box! RIGHT! Individuals don’t fit into cells No one like another, brother unlike brother Standing on my own feet, rising at my own speed Thinking for myself, I’m individual.