Everyday of our miserable life
We have to take our pills to face the truth
There's something black inside our hearts
A leaded soul defiled by anarchy
When all our notions fade away
It's time to burn your karma down the drain
Our televisions predicted it all
But now we're going down the river
Going to the oceans
Deeper underwater
Grey celebrations
Have stolen my emotions
Grey celebrations
Have stolen my emotions
Your satellite is broken again
Designs of death around an house of pain
The anaesthetic inhibits it all
A cultural drug for our little world
The resolution of our dreams
Is much too low nobody pay for it
Administration council said
That we're going down the river
Going to the oceans
Deeper underwater
Grey celebrations
Have stolen my emotions
Grey celebrations
Have stolen my emotions
(now everything become so clear)
(now everything is out of me...)