Through the air old words are flowing
Strike against the wall and die
And we
We are that wall
Pink glasses of advertising
Cancels pain and crying
So watch a new TV-show
A new language we created
„Super“, „enjoy“, „great“ & „splendid“
The words
Of our time
They have no colour
No sense and no flavour
Empty
Like our time

    
We´re living in a false reality
´Cause our being looks too worn
We´re living in a false reality
With false notions and hopes

    
We talk about nothing
With a phrase „keep on smiling“
And all that
Is for sale
We speak, but don´t listen
And that is one reason
Why we´re down -
- An old lonesome clowns

    
And it´s not important what we say and do
And if it´s some consequential truth
The words are only empty rooms
For our egos – dark and cruel

    
We lost gods and lost the magic
We lost words and their logic
And now
We lose ourselves
We fall down into a swamp of sadness
With our dreams and our madness
So
No tears in the end

    
We should have known, we sow a devil ground
And we´ll never find the way to the sea
We should have known, our faults will knock us down
And will be our
Destiny…