So fucking late
I am so fucking late

So many things to see
Reality is softer through an lcd screen
Rigged Esthetics and fucking capitalistic dreams
All seem in my reach

Damn I should be flying, floating amongst the stars
My wings are spread and flapping but it’s just too hard
Sun is far, why is the wax already melting, drooling down ?
Lost in this maze, I gaze up to the Milky Way
My ego goes up and down twerking on this symphony
I'm a bird, I'm a plane, I'm a god, now I'm sucked back to mediocrity
How can I be so weak? I'm a piece of art
Sadness has no price for everything else there’s MasterCard

But it's all possible; all accessible
I won't be another sad clown in this circus
But it's all possible, so fucking buyable
Sculpted in silicone anyone can stand on Mount Olympus

In Walmart I trust
It’s just a race for the newest grail
I'll put my lips to each cup, to every vase
I'll pull out the blade
Holy syrup running through my veins
Modern slaves have no fucking chains, I’m in debt

Damn I’m so hollow just call me a shrink
I’m a blank note in desperate need of ink
I’m a wooden doll lacking a spell
A church that’s lost its fucking bell
Possessions for an empty shell
Give me a fate, set me on fire, make me a flame

Let me enlighten the worthless and plain
It's a lifelong quest

But in the end it all fake, lost in bullshit, I pretend and feign

A step away from hell, in dark times, they're still scamming
Selling tickets for heaven, renting Noah's ark cabins
But their ship will sink in the abyss
They still get hard on the weight of their wallets
It's absurd, they can fill their pockets; the paper will burn
It's time to accept their system's defeat
Profit is obsolete

All those years
Barking at them, announcing mayhem, begging them to stop
Knees deep in shit they'll say that on the water they shall walk
They've kneeled their whole life

It won't be hard for them to crawl
But fuck them all, they've sold their fucking souls
Still pictured as prophets, still worshiped as gods
From ashes to ashes, from lust to disgust

Witness the bursting of the human bubble
End of the great, death of the simple
Witness the bursting of the human bubble
Absurdity leads the human struggle
Fuck this shit

Thank the elders for their way of life

Thank the leaders for their foresight

Thank the leaders for their foresight

Thank the past for the lost fight

Progress could only be ahead
Pushing forward over the cliff's fucking edge
Now they're flying, alive but already dead
Already shattered corpses on the stony bay

They can beg, whine, pray

Even the foam won't wash their hands clean
They can beg, whine, pray

Because tonight the shepherds

Die amongst their sheeps

They'll fucking beg
Die amongst their sheeps, they'll fucking beg

Back deep in the lonelyness
To feel blue under the ground
To the climax of the sadness
I stay on my own

I've never had a half of success
Theyuse to be messing around
The only thing that I can request
please come around

Always unwelcomed guest
I can't stand to be alone
To your eyes I'm the best
To the others I'm wrong

I'm really nothing but to you
I'm really nothing
I'm really nothing but to you
I'm really nothing to you

Back deep in the lonelyness
Depressed all the year 'round
Yeah in my head it's a mess
It's like a wound
I'm definitly really obsessed
By your tone and by your tongue
To the pain to the distress
Please come around

Now it's on , it's definitely on
I am under the face of the ground
But it makes me satisfy
I'm her from back to foreground