Manifesto
Livin', dyin, what's it for?
Baby, I don't know, if I wanna keep
Trying to become a human
Being a guy is fucking lame
Music nowadays
Is just meant to distract
you from the war in Middle
East and all that messed up shit
Nazis on my street
Why should I make art?
But I don't know how to do anything else...
(Is the killer scared when they kill? Is it true that others are a mirror for us? Does the killer see the part of himself that he is about to destroy, and he who is commading them to destroy themselves?)
Billions blinded by the light
Light thats makes you dark
Makes you dark inside
Every day a different shade of
Black and white is all we see
Babies in Beijing
Yearning for the screens
Will they ever dream like you and me?
(Accelerate, all things will accelerate, whether love or hate. In the twilight of a monstruous lifeform born of monstruous humans. Blissful animals, like rhinos, mammoths and sabertooths when they were yet to be extinct, or enslaved, slaved, or unbothered by the greater ape. Led to our own destruction by the anxious few, those intent on gaining power, islands worth of power, and feast on the misery of their fellow apes.)
Would you seek the light you crave?
Would you break the chains, chains that alienate?
Cherish change and lay your pain to rest.
Living, dying, that is all.
Whether big or small.
Hearts they all move on.
If your bed was silk or it was stone,
If you have hands of gold, bloody hands of gold
Or clean hands of clay
There will be an end to all this
Pain and joy is all the same
But we play the game
Deep within our skin
Could we ever dream a different dream?
(Take your precious diamonds, your gold medals, your curly hair. Take your holy pride for touchable accomplishments. take everything you posses or what possesses you. Let it satisfy you)
Would you seek the light you crave?
Would you break the chains, chains that alienate?
Cherish change and lay your pain to rest.
(Make it more, and more, AND MORE!!!And in the end you will die, after wasting your experience of choices, because you choose the second you manifest yourself in matter, to be a slave to the life without you)
Livin', dyin', what's it for?
Baby, I don't know
Will I break the chains?
Cherish change and lay my pain to rest?