Lost Vital Spark : The Great Coercion
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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
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