Crazy running
To unreal funny
And busy planning
Of useless days
Foolish crying
All cool and tanned
Best way landing
To clap your face
This condition is a fake
This illusion is a cage
There's no mission for this life
Living like a slave
Brainstorm confusion
Run over by mudslide of rage
Poor damned bastards
Why don't you go straight ahead?
Straight ahead
Cool freezin' flyings
And rocket launching
Not satisfied
Of all disgrace
Always trying
To mistify
For the reclaim
Of your shit face
This condition is a fake
This illusion is a cage
There's no mission for this life
Living like a slave
Brainstorm confusion
Run over by mudslide of rage
Poor damned bastards
Why don't you go straight ahead?
Straight ahead
Mesmerized and pale
Breakup your dream
Till the end
In this night will pay
For denying you'll be in the grave