You always feared the people
Your friend was a bore to you
You were bathed in cold sweat
When you'd like to make a short cut to heaven
You tried to change
Your hell on earth
Although you were seeking protection
Of your mother, father, wife
Your sun could not shine
(refrain:)
In front of the window-dressing
One head is growing after another
In front of twelve screens
They're honoring
The new gods, new gods since the morning
Where is this stairway to heaven
No one who's thinking
Won't be fooled by this
Unless he's dreaming
Only this let us just leave to him here
Only this let us just leave to him
(refrain)
Hypocrisy on the people's faces
Resignation and boredom
The laughter with doubt underneath it
With an unreal desire that
This time something has to succeed