Compositor: C. Scholz / P. Engelhardt
Everyday the world is bathed in
Blue tv screen light
Far away, while world keeps turning,
(i) watch blood flooded men
Passing by
Dulled and carless
All the same to be
Resignations all you feel
Warriors instructed for their
Part in holy war
Men in glaring white slides plan to
Kill some thousands more
Revenge the native shore
Man, that gets me
Don't be fooled to think
This sheer madness leads to something good
Got that!
Who can tell me
The world could be a better place
With a thousand houses burning
Mamas crying for their bab(i)es
I'd've been told a yarn believing in a must for
A war to save the world today
Pressure you into to trust in their words
Even quite absurd
Preach an intact world
Just for gonna get you down
Pictures of a peaceful world
Ain't at all that dead absurd
See us flying through the universes range
See us gliding in supreme
Nothing will change
Hope i'll never catch the strain
'bout their might and vain