This is the creation of your world
Pain of endless days with you
Torture of never-ending nights, without God
All my idols are dead
No one risks living anymore
Come, come crashing in
Into my fake glory
Sick as your gods in the desert of skies
No, no one knows
No, no one cares
Hellish boredom
Nobody dares
Dead
All my heroes are dead
Never wanted this to happen
Never wanted to live in there
Just between the ant-hill and the opium-den
There's nothing for us out there
Innocence is lost
Speed up the fall and say Amen
There is death for the dogs