Is this all there is? there's nothing to see a world that asked so much completes me what's that empty it's all still in line in this endless parade there must be something pure to fill the lonely void of history
Wake up stop pretending this day's beginning and ending no more strained illusions no joy scream and run away no way of survival new day is trying arrival take back all that you gave up
Is this all there is? it's all still in line there's nothing to win a world that asked so much what's that empty there must be something pure to fill this lonely void of history
Wake up stop pretending this day's beginning and ending no more strained illusions no joy scream and run away no way of survival new day is trying arrival take back all that you gave up