It's a fucked up gamble. Will you walk or crawl?
A life in wealth and freedom or a permanent fall?
Who's the storyteller and which truth will he teach?
Words of grace and poetry or words of hate and greed?
Out there. Stuck where the grass is grey. And hope, perspective, everything they know.
Right here. So far from their decay.
The Earth
Is still flat.
'Cause ignorance
Has never been touched
By evolution.
"I don't care".
That is the ultimate solution.
For everything.
Here's a simple task
A simple thing to ask:
Who may draw a line?
And who can claim the right?
The power to decide
Decide on death and life?
These suckers can't
These fucking bastards can't.
Great plan: Make it a better place.
With rockets, bombs, with knifes and sticks and stones.
Snake pit: The circle will never break.
Unless we learn to care about our home.
Good night: Lights off 'cause it's too late.
For us.
Constantly feeding the breathing war machine.
Constantly destroying every single dream.
Lights off and go to sleep. Good night.