4 acessos
“The real exposure shall be of yourself”
You´re so good and so unaware
Of your own shadow, but you claim to care
And as you talk, you drain all life
No need to look, behind the horizon
To hear the voices, desperate for you
It is time we get back to ourselves
And leave the eternal commentary
Reading the news, how is your mood today?
Conditioned by all these fucking interests
Which drags you to the grave
But the real exposure shall be of yourself
Good citizens, unaware of their shadows
Apathetic, lifeless and grey
Horrid acts, celebrated opportunities
To strengthen the ”moral”, connected in judgment and fear
While you kill all life by your cowardliness
Time again, to pretend, that you care, but truth is you´re never here
Lost in the story of today, of tomorrow, of your grave
As you drink with the dead
You butcher the living
But you “really do care”
No way!
Time again, to pretend, that you care, but truth is you´re never here
Lost in the story of today, of tomorrow, of your grave
As you drink with the dead
You butcher the living
Good citizens must be exposed
In all of us, the greatest crime
Transgenerational, explosive lifeforce enveloped by social dogma
Shall burst and shatter misery into ecstacy
Solutions you fear, because they will kill you
(Solutions I fear, because they will kill me)
Collectively imposed impotence
Embraced as culture
Aggressive weakness equaling power
Beliefs that prevent man to know his divine intensity
And the heart shall be unveiled
Free from culture, free from beliefs
Give in to no one and everyone, my friend
The choicelessness of choice
Only experience