Wind gets colder
Sun is blood red
Sky grows darker
What will tomorrow bring
Whispers are heard from the world
like suffocated shouts of pain
light vibration is felt under your legs
will there be volcano eruptions
In the crowd are you also standing
jumping up and down without moving
faceless guards know all the ways
to keep the crowd on its place
Your button pins have rusted already
your vinyls are worn out
safety pins and chains broken
and money disappeared to someone's pocket
Run wild child
run further
there you will grow stronger
and more free
run for your life
take the spark of hope with you
sky is filled with hot steel
maybe soon, no one knows of it
Zeitgeist is just go for it (~let it go)
Soul of the time is just an illusion
Body of the time is rottening at the dump
Sky of the time is ripping on assembly lines
Street are filled with petty bourgeois
Pigs walking on their suit jackets
Petty cowards
and petty old brats
Run wild child
run further
there you will grow stronger
and more free
run for your life
take the spark of hope with you
sky is filled with hot steel
maybe soon, no one knows of it
Today you must not believe
today you must forget
today you must not feel pain
today you have to shake your ass in disco
And streets are full of idiots
pathetic losers
cynical scholars
slack chickens and roosters
Run wild child
run further
there you will grow stronger
and more free
run for your life
take the spark of hope with you
sky is filled with hot steel
maybe soon, no one knows of it