The endless stream is touching the sky when entertaining warriors will play the next line The others stayed, I went Too much time here I've spent
It's warmer here where I used to stay The restless soul will start to play I took a lift to the line of 1000 exciting minds
Suffocation exctasy is filling me in To be free in jail To shoot, to be a hero!
The wheels are leading to the sky of neon lights, flashing by The money is not the thing but raging for my right to live
Machine gun steel keeps me awake while two cock-needing pets bring me to the city
It looks the building's way too high I'd like to point my mind off the sky (I could fuck you on the roof!)
Neon lights against the dark sky, full of beauty, hanging high The space's burning, the roof's not straight I'll be the god of this night game!
I'll never watch you, mdma...
Stop your dreams! Now it seems, we are late for our fate We're not clear, leaving fear. We're alone, rolling stone! A shaman, just a man, make no sense not immense Time to go into the flow! End of freedom, end of show!
I, shaman, trudging aimlessly in the shades of the neon lights (all day running!... hunting!... wanting!) White snowflakes falling, flashing under the halogene lamps (Warning: It's morning! Morning is coming!) The leaves of a plastic tree under a bright white mist (warning, falling, wanting, running) In the snow make-up girl hobgoblins trudging with their boots...
I keep on wanting I keep on searching I keep on hunting
...For when the mankind's struggling for their safety, preservation The poor are raising their huge force against the domination! (every machine needs some oil to move Coffee with a muffin makes me groove...)
Good that there's some cents in my pocket from the last night's rave It's time to go and meet some friends in Robert's Café I could stay Travolta all night long But now it's good to stay calm and live for minimal product (I live for a minimal product...)
I did never believe that way, that merry-go-round is all what we need I'm not taking in of what you say, to raise a family and work all day
Oh I keep shining in my tired mind, being friends with everyone To be free, not being in jail...
Shaman: I was invited to that dark concrete building Veins on my forehead banging, had emptied my battery What do they want from me? I owe them nothing I was raised by TV and computer action-games I live alone, doing 0.K. Why should I give them everything now? I could keep on living in peace if they'd just let me be
Robots: Dear boy, we called you then, we need the proof that you are our friend It is time to fill your duty for this community!
We can't watch you no more being no man Forgotten all the good advice from your mom'n'dad? If you got no money, you ain't got no brain If you go on like this, you'll become insane
We won't watch it like this another day If you're not on my side, you're my enemy Now it's time to choose your final way come with us or we'll kick you out!
CHORUS Shaman: I'm not your humble servant, you're not my real master, though my life will be like this: One hell of a tester I will choose my way for free and preserve the pure naturality Although it dangers my destiny, I'm ready, if I fall... just take me
I'll keep on fighting for the room I have You just can't take it from me, try to understand It's unfair to judge me for the way I am As long as I won't harm anyone in this can
Kick my brains out!
CHORUS
Incarnation... ignition
Rise up again... RISE UP!... I swear for the masses!... I'm so active (...like radio-active)
There is no way to follow me Asking my name is threatening me Always ready to talk to the passers-by The way they look - I am simplified...
I'll get bored of just being here I've kept holding on so long I keep searching for the exit To feel alive beyond the tears
Small shop windows are churning out All kinds of dolls with frozen smiles But I can't see any of my kind... Except the bright lights of the streets... or my mind
I've been told: Life's a phobia But like a bold ne, I still feel my utopia I will go on for my melodia Keeping my mind in insomnia
Sirens calling and I tell them to come soon Everyday they're calling night time... Silence calls when I feel down and heaven lingers on in the dawn; a real dawn!
Naked in the dawn we fly into the night Wasted in the fog we cry for the light While I'm closing in... closing inside While I'm closing inside... i nevery way
With a faded scarf on his head he tries to infiltrate to the crowd cover his red eyes of yesterday, under his rasta hair
To be free in jail...
What's it to be like a big dipper, a teen whore scream? That's not what I believe in... though just to be high, used to be cruel Don't wanna be just high and tied to the flashlights and strobos of mind
I don't feel that I belong in here Right, I, beneath the chrome metal escalators, I, (hi!), don't feel that I belong in here