written in 5 Minutes

What do the kids feel when they tear their souls apart?
They are to blame they say but no one blames society
Who is responsible for the anger in your heart?
I hate, therfore I am alive, I will be alive
The last wall breaks, we experience anxiety

Ashes of the past fall like feathers in the autumn winds
We can't run fast enough to escape pain
We accepted it, but we're still the ones to blame?
The day we feel no pain, is the day our heart sinks

Anger was your best friend for too long
The Voice inside singing this song
The daily routine became pointless bullshit
A burden you can not cope with

All your friends left soon after your first collapse
No words in your little textbook, your energy has vanished
No chords to ease your sadness, your guitar is out of tune
And hope left soon after your first collapse as well

So get drunk and wasted now
The only thing left is a fucking horroshow
You're not going to do this desultory
Enter the stage, the spectres will show you how


Flashlights and noisy laughter
panic attacks, claustrophobia
Sleepless nights, frightened to the core
Is this art or is this war? 

dreams of slaughter, pain and anger
silent cries, pathetic failure
desperate grin on your face
isn't all beauty related to pain?

7 Years passed and you still feel the angry kid inside your chest
The feeling of being misplaced punches at your forehead
Blood and Wodka, Anger and news about your sick dad
Your happy days are over, the chessmen are set

You realize you are the king in this game, you can not win
No queen to sacrifice, no help reached your insides
Why is releasing you such a great sin?

And again you fall down to the ground
A knife in your hand, an open wound
You know that this is a evil deed
Not the devil but the death you want to meet

When he opens the gate, you feel the sun again on your skin
When he kisses your hand, you feel suddenly beloved again
And all you loved and hated won't be on your side then
And when he opens his arms, you know the thread of life was too thin

Silent courtous applause, the last show wasn't great
One last time the singer walks quiet to the bar
He buy's two bottles of empty dreams and says
"don't dare to say anything, the show is over"