"A végsõ kétségbeesés késztette összecsapás
A szellemi kiteljesedésre vágyó akarat
S a mindent uralni és bekebelezni vágyó üresség között…"
Here I am the banished one
Alone again
And try to make pictures
From the million
Pieces of my memories
I remember
I was looking for the meaning
In the coldest places
Why do I have to live in the brave new world?
In a world, where the things work inversely
Would you really like to know
More about the land of confusion?
Where disappeared the worths?
Where degraded the morals?
Can anybody still distinguish
Between right and wrong at all?
We're possible preys
Of the last brainwashing
But there must be a way
Across the dark
Who is gonna pray
For our souls?
Here I stand the banished one
Alone again
And trying to understand
Where are the
Roots of heavy problems
I don't have more time
I would need clear answers
For the burning questions!
Enslaving emptiness
Nobody finds sure place
Everybody is afraid of future
The great freedom has produced
The new generation of slaves and masters
The mass opression is not vision:
This is the legacy of centuries
A process, that reurns always to itself
Keeps the souls and bodies under siege
We're possible preys…
It's not too easy for me
Living in an age without justice
Quality - it sounds great
Anyone can be equal with a lot of money…
…or not?
Emptiness dominates
Mankind in a thousand forms
Don't expect an infected
Consciousness to be clarified