i´m stucked in dreams far from reality, on trains heading to nowhere but to my sleep, faster than memorys can follow
why is suppressing not a valid way? we do it all the time and enjoy the lazyness of not being in charge of it
in ignorance no scream is heard, with blinded eyes no suffering is seen as long as everything remains the same
one million deaths are a nessecity for us to life and to be free? one billion smashed, destroyed and raped but not for me!
times may change as well as people, and there is not a trace of shame, but i still care, i still care to drug youself might be an option that reproduces all the pane, but i still care, i still care
the view is cloudy... we´re going down... cause all the silence will still remain untouched as we pretend to - believe all the shit!
uprise now there is nothing less to lose and to fight for tie all the hate and passion we´re more than objects of repression