1. COMMERCE

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself
You’re the measurement, the lone solipsist
Winners see what they can become rather than what they are
Hear the drivel flow, yeah right, hear the drivel flow

A righteous world is featuerd by a merit principle
Everyone according to his merits
Despite structural constraints, justice by means of fairness
Everyone embracing an open contest

Are you in control ?
This is the end of dependence
Are you in control ?
This is the end, dependence

The good ones will prevail
You’ll see my son
Eternal distinctions will last, inschallah
Life is a mystic river, oh your life is here and now
Based on this foundation, let it flow !

Screw your commerce

Facile drivel spreads out
Somehow everyone agrees
Facile drivel spreads out
Don't be yourself, fear no harm


2. ADULATION

Flattered well – turn on the blarney
Someone’s always receptive to your eloquence
Receptive to be well placed,
To stand by at your command
The spineless make their stand

Fair in the face my dear :
Everyone has to fulfil his assigned tasks
If one comes behind there’s to be surrogate
- screw you !

Live your life – take what you need now
Before the curtain falls, revealing your true face

Turn on the blarney
'Till the day you abscond,
The day former friends prove to be of no use

In the best of all possible world :
Screw you !

Live your life – take what you need now
Before the curtain falls, revealing your true face

Reflections on trustworthiness and trust
They've always been your theme
And one might think you've done well

But obviousely, you never had any clue
And got no idea of it

Separate honesty from willful make-believe
And abstain from the latter

People like you impede the principles of trust
You'll never live that down


3. REDUNDANT

Once in a while some unease grows
To deter me from performing my roles

Tomorrow will be like every day
And every deed's anticipated daily routine

Who gets up early can even get the feel -
Gain the creed - to be essential
Be somebody, someone 'cause:

Hey - you cannot stay in bed,
You've to get up, no you - can't afford

Since you have something to do,
Anything that needs to be done

After all, you're someone not a nothing
After all, you seem to be needed

But be aware, what are they waiting for ?
(For) you or your role ?

What are they waiting for ?

I need to feel, they wait for me,
I'm here for beeing unique
Redundant, no, not me

Our knowledge of a wide world only just
Allows for estimation of the own nothingness

The more we know about ourselves,
The more we see : "we are one"

After all, you are someone not a nothing
After all you'll see, the individual is a mere nothing

Driven by my nullity I will pretend,
My self's in every deed

- Special and free
I'm here for beeing unique
Redundant, no, not me

You are the authority,
When you´re thrown back on yourself

I am the one, the only measurement,
Fear what I am

What I am, my wife, my beauty - my style
You won´t believe what I have done
Be what you see, fear what I am

For any aspect of your life,
Any harm you may gain
Responsible for all those shoes you're in

Be reduced - to function,
For some freedom to thraldom,
Chosen every day, in pretence

Redundant,
In every role of your life,
Replacement is worth a thought (on you)


4. IDYLL'S LEGACY

The fear of the stranger
Hands on thumb screws
Soon we'll see
What became of you

The watcher waits for evidence
As he turns on the lights
Sure he can't say
Could it be for real ?

So I obey
These visions I can't tell

And I will wash my hands of it
Renounced to feel
I will wash my hands of it !
Show pretended shame
Just to suffice

Say – you play the
Game – just like we do

Idyll’s legacy
Good intentions ought to be
Soon we’ll see, soon I'll play
Good intentions make my day

Learned ignorance
Learned innocence
Tools of unwitting bane
Hands are hidden, actions are for real

So I obey
These visions I can't tell

And I will wash my hands of it
Renounced to feel
I will wash my hands of it !
Show pretended shame

Idyll’s legacy
Good intentions ought to be
Soon we’ll see, soon I'll play
Good intentions make my day

Sorrow's bane, makes my day


5. INFINITE JEST

Come home, sit down, you're welcome

Let's spend the night together
Man and machine
And let the river of shit flow into your brain

Put in the source of fun now
Put in the new demand now

Some pathetic turncoats son
That's what I am inside
Born to choose, whatever comes the way

I gave my all, my best
Why should I not deserve some rest ?

And even if he's of the basest kind one knows
Amusement's a must do, get to the show !

Some pathetic turncoats girl,
That's what I am inside
Born to choose, whatever comes my way

Part of a complex world? - never again

Let me be your child, saviour
Giving me what I don´t need
Let me be your child, media

Pathetic thieves - dearest media
Within my kingdom of - dearest media
Opportunists loose any opportunity
Nobody sane craves for attention and everbody wants to

Be free, be guided and be a star - now
You have to be, the doublethink per se


6. THE GREAT CORDON

Preserve the appearance,
Considered at no time, you're perfect
Consider the indifference,
These days you're perfect

An obligatory procedure of rehearsed beeing
The strategy is yours my sweet
Spawn of a dazzler meets no resistance
Within a bright blinded world

The path is cleared,
Freedom now it's for free
Endlessly, you carry the rod of urge

The Earth will come anew
Rape you - let us live this free market wet dream
Rape yourself - everyone for himself, we’ll be reborn

Sucess will always proof, that you are right
But sucess is our law, my sweet
Spawn of a dazzler suffers no insight
Within a bright blinded world

The path is cleared, freedom now it’s a steal
Endlessly, you carry the rod of urge

The Earth will come anew
Rape you - let us live this free market wet dream
Rape yourself - everyone for himself, we’ll be reborn

You think you know the rules
And how to play them well ?

Kneel for your goods : glamour, commerce, hypocrites and dazzlers

I am the one, to set bounds to you
Right from now onwards
You're better on your own

Through the turmoils of complex times you realized
Without temper it’s easy and ideals bank on sand

What a shame – you must be proud of your nous now
It's such a cheat – you want what most of us don’t have

The other gets the rest – the honor to serve us
Tell me why – you can’t resist

The great coercion plays the puppets well
Life’s for the scene