We're steering through the waves of loss,
greed and dirty lies are splashing in our faces!
Deep down there's nothing to perceive my dear,
but you're out there, that's for sure!
There are no reaching hands to save your life!
And I swear by god I will chop them off!
There are no reaching hands to save your soul from hell!
And I swear by god I will chop them all!
Alone with a mouth full of lies,
you're a statue of your own
dead down on the bottom, a lake of thousand cents
that's your grave and that's your home!
It takes more than power and more than empty words
To reach the shore you left once!
It takes more than just one stupid single person
to steer this boat back home!
I hear you scream but there's no fight, you're rotting slow inside your lies!
Inside all your dirty lies!
Fuel the lake of thousand cents!