It's all around
A solid wall of lies
Designed on massive scales
Still, we endure and tolerate
Because we know we cannot stop the fall
Because we know it's getting worst day after day
Look at the world
We've got nothing to preserve
In this hollow life
We are broken deep within
We are destined
To be expendable products
To emulate cheap happiness
Like zealots, we imitate
We do our part
Secluded in vain deceptions
But soon glory fades
And there is nothing left but suffering
Look at the world
We've got nothing to preserve
In this hollow life
We are broken deep within
Look at the world
We've got nothing to preserve
In this hollow life
We are broken deep within
Our god is dead
Since we have been proclaimed divine
We have become but empty shells
No faith could feed or sustain us
We drift from place to place
Sunken in miserable dreams
We feel no love, we feel no hate
Then face the heart of destruction
Look at the world
We've got nothing to preserve
In this hollow life
We are broken deep within
Look at the world
We've got nothing to preserve
In this hollow life
We are broken deep within All what you stand for
This secure fortress of faithful convictions
Inspire me to disbelief
So full of yourself, you stare at me and say:
"Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake
Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake"
You know what's right or wrong
Jumping to conclusions, so likely to condemn
And take a single wise word for eternal truth
That's why you'll always say:
"Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake
Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake"
I just look for something you'll never grasp
A world neither black nor white, a wider definition
For nothing is downright pure or completely dark
Like myriads of variations for every shade of grey
Once I question your dual pattern
You can but whisper,
"Don't challenge me because I am the righteous one"
And try to conceal your confusion
You wish I'd walk away
So that your small, manicheist world would always stay the same
Your second-rate creed is such a dismay
"Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake
Hey you killjoy, go away
Spare me your objections
Stop playing devil's advocate
Please leave me in peace now, for heavens sake"
