Burn

It's in the growing

In every further sense

No pill to make forget

The permanent defense

This collapsing life

In a hard soundtrack

All sorrows return

Everything stays black

It's in the words

In every stupid sound

A vote against the fear

And it's thrill somehow

I am the freak

No(thing) good is done

Hiding and burning

For the circus to play on

It's in the violence

In concrete, glass & steel

Closer to the walls

In silence to kneel

Praying and singing

At least the hoping for

The preacherman is wise

And his medium is pure

It's in the challenge

The complete incarnation

Having the real drugs

Perform the provocation

I am the clown

Releasing and unite

The hidden components

To get in circus life

It's in the shout

The lie absorbing cross

Gold as the heart

Get all weakness lost

Smiling and healing

For a better, a correct life

Meds taking effect

Deceiving all the time

It's in the concept

A freezing, gnawing pain

The wish to take control

Is already here again

I am the patient

Addicted to my fate

To things that make alone

For now it's circus date

It's in the habit

Everyday and now

Signs are almost the same

Colours fading out

Believing and taking

The mask is only yours

It's kept just in the minds

What's to be longing for

It's in the strength

A legacy of change

Keep us from the ideals

Of the blinded brains

I am the sinner

Belonging to my turn

Make the bible bleed

Let the circus burn