What do you want me to see
If my eyes are burning?
When I feel the story has changed
Almost nothing is true
See my former comrades
Are kind of grown up
They’re empty shells now
Once full of hopes
Endless nights are for them
Relics from the past
Some are wearing costumes
Others lost their way
Crawling in the ashes
That they call a stage
The wheel keeps on turning
But the hamster’s dead
‘Cause no one will be saved
It’s up to you when to cross the line
A network is created by
Lots of people asking why
Why trust if we are slaves of this uncertain life
Of dirty clothes, cold food, no cash, no gas?
Slaves of this ungrateful life
(And we all know there is no way back)
(But after all together we stand)