Owngame : Perspective
Les paroles
1. COMPUTER ADDICT
A c addict to computer
A c addict to computer
Fractales on the screen, no life
Fractales on the screen, no life
Connection, eyes riveted on screen
I watch for real-time information
newsgroup, games(sets) in network,
The noise of the keyboard touch replaced my voice
Connection, meeting on the net
catalog of the characteristics
Pen name, loss of identity
We move masked, detachment of the reality
Space of freedom, we move masked
Introversion, detachment
Simplification
Loss of identity
Introversion
In the fantasy ' s universe
Dehumanized, eyes riveted on the screen
Introversion, in the fantasy' s universe
In the fratctales ' s universe
Connection, advertising vomits
Spam explodes my e-mail, ass everywhere
Visual aggression, i m shake ,
All my pennies fell my jeans pockets
Connection, no social life
Invisible friends, or simply no friends
Blog, chat , i block you
No doubt, i am addict compucter
Interface, machine, human, dehumanized
Connection, eyes riveted on the screen
Désocialised, in the universe of the fantasy,
Connaction, loss of identity
Désocialised, in the universe of fractales
2. NEEDS DREAM
Needs
Following everyday life
Having habits to control oneself
To plan, push aside all the risks
Know small pleasures
Dreams
Live fast, run away from routine
Know glory, success and intensity
Taste, smell, touch, try everything
Make a commitment, disappoint everywhere
Short lived victory, run fast then fall, believe in
Give everything, then lose everything
Look everywhere, then being seen no more, not be touched anymore
Make mistakes, run out, burn our wings
Happiness : intense and short lived
Enslaved dreams
Nightmare : without exit
Take away our envy
Needs
Never being disturbed, never worrying, let hitsself go
A leaf which slides on the river ' s water , natural breakdown
To get on whith it
To have ambition, question everything
Never allow
Never stop, challenge the rationality
3. FAKE FACT
News feed me, full of false ideas,
Eye pale and hollow eye, i watch
I press on remote control, i eat and i see
This misery in the world, this violence, this hatred
A colourless, odourless weapon, a neutralized public opinion
Who pulls the strings? Are orders given? High command
Indoctrination of the old age, the fear in every home
War of images begins, cameras are ready of to shoot
Media=fake fact
Media=a beautiful spider's web
Eye hollow, i watch
I consume information
Camera angle guides me
Maximum audience
Subliminal message, calves eat their hay
Information is directed, obeys to certain ideas
A one-sided vision, the truth is twisted
Where is the neutrality? Media, politic
Give me all the data, it 's up to me to decide
War of images has started
News feed me
A beautiful spider's web
Information is directed, obeys to certain ideas
An one-sided view, the truth is twisted
4. TO OWN TO EXIST
The scorn of people whove got nothing
Success as a duty since birth
All these ornaments covering the misery
These frustrations bringing us down
Rich and famous,
Naïve zombies, subordinates
These ornaments covering the misery
Frustrations, bringing us down
Popular and winning
Alone and failing
Under the spotlights,
Frustrations, bringing us down
The possession pushed aside the reflection
The essence of the existence
The possession pushed aside the reflection
We existed and today we own
To own to exist: appearance is killing us
To own to exist: the thought against the possession
To own to exist: for everything then nothing
To own to exist: we existed and today we own
5. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FEAR
Dark eye, nervous, panic, disillusion,
Dark eye, neurosis, panic, cold sweat
To be someone else, head full of ideas
Strange sensation
To be all the same, (to be) fake
To be an illusion, (to be) in the middle of the fear
Dark eye, nervous, panic, disillusion,
Dark eye, neurosis, panic, cold sweat
Head full of ideas, where is my awareness?
Insomnia gains ground, dreams become envy
An explosive meeting, an impulsive attraction
Another part of myself, in total oblivion
In the middle of the fear, sleep is illusion
In the middle of the fear, strange sensation
To be someone else,
where is my reason?
To be all the same, (to be) fake
To be an illusion, in the middle of the fear
Now, i perceive the light
Ive got clear ideas
I look at the others, they are different
I feel good, i'm myself
Now, i perceive the light
I raise my head
My eyes search the horizon, i'm different
I feel good, i'm myself
Head full of ideas, where is my awareness ?
Insomnia gains ground, dreams become envy
An explosive meeting, an impulsive attraction
Another part of myself, in total oblivion
In the middle of the fear, sleep is illusion
In the middle of the fear, strange sensation
Questions succeed one another, answers are missing
Is it a dream? Is it reality?
Dark eye, nervous, panic, disillusion
In the middle of the fear, sleep is illusion
In the middle of the fear, strange sensation
6. OWNGAME
To be fashionable, to have
The same thoughts, the same ideas
Identification to the crowd
To follow the guideline
Prejudice of the face, prejudice of the class
Instead of exploring
Obscurantism, thick black smoke
It follows this narrow line
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must succeed in life
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must play their owngame
To point at people, to have
A sharpened smile
Lift this veil, which masks
Your vision, form your own opinion
You feel stronger in the crowd, you get lost in the crowd
Nobody knows you
Draw a parallel between you and the line
Leave this cast
Be yourself / your passion / your difference / your feelings
Leave this cast
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must succeed in life
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must play their owngame
7. NEW TIME
New times, new men
Difficulties to build relations
We scorn each other, envy each other, we re getting nowhere
We prefer to stay in the shadow,
No gallantries, no compassion
We move straight ahead and we quicken the pace
Frustration, submission
The fear of other people's look
New time, new men, relations
Music is my way out,
My means of expression
When the mask falls,
I feel something
My music is the reflection of my soul,
My emotions increase my violence
When the mask falls,
I breathe, i live
No real dialogue, no real exchange
Monologue is my only discussion
I look for myself, i don't know, i question myself
Pieces of sentences on pieces of paper
Coming from nowhere, among all these chances
A feeling of asphyxiation
A tendentious look, a threatening modesty
The fear of other people's look
Music is my way out,
My means of expression
When the mask falls,
I feel something
My music is the reflection of my soul,
My emotions increase my violence
When the mask falls,
I breathe, i live
8. WHITE RIDER
The white rider is here
His armor shines in the sun
Under his helmet, the nothingness
The wind whistles and rushes into alleys
His white horse charges
He points his sword towards the powerfull
Hooves pounding the road
It s punishement time
Can you sense
Can you understand
This feeling of impotence
The submisson, the dishonor
The sword splits the air, cuts heads
White shirts stained with blood
Baffled looks, incomprehension
Justice by the sword
The breath of nostrils
An impure blood fills our channels
The horse neighs , hooves in the wind
The white rider goes away , settig sun
Can you sense
Can you understand
This feeling of impotence
The submisson, the dishonor
Rider is here under the sun
He point his sword
9. INSTINCT
Where is my instinct?
It isn't dead
It's falling asleep
My instinct
Animal side of the man
A natural impulse, innate,
Sexuality, aggressiveness
Repressed by education or society
It slumbers in us
Makes us potential murderers
My life drowns in our thoughts
My envy strangled by our ideas
A well-oiled mechanism an invisible muzzle
Censorship is replaced by self-censorship
Restrained instinct, restrained spirit, unconscious, instinct
Like a backlash
I lose control
My heart is carried away
My eyes frozen
It is not me
A time bomb is triggered
I am about to explode,
Feeling like killing someone
My instinct is not dead, my instinct is falling asleep,
A dose of morphine soothed/calmed him
10. PERSPECTIVE
Free mind, pure sight, children speak the truth
Nostalgia of time, i want to go back in the past
Work-pay-order-to comply = pression
There is no hypocrisie,
Playing becomes the priority again
Stress-debts-mistakes-honour = frustration
A panoramic vision,
Perspective childhood
To conform, to be docile, to have a linear vision
A little element, a link in the chain,
To belong to the matrix of the system
The more i'm growing up
The bars are tightening, time's flowing
Years go by, each day, i move closer to my fate
Free mind, pure sight, children speak the truth
Nostalgia of time, i want to go back in the past
Work-pay-order-to comply = pression
There is no hypocrisie,
Playing becomes the priority again
Stress-debts-mistakes-honour = frustration
A panoramic vision,
Perspective childhood
Control - conform
I've had enough of others stares
I've had enough that i'm everyone
I've had enough to feed this machination
I want to be a free man
11. VICTORY
A world situation wish is not a ideal
Everyone has something to shout about
Let' s fight against : proselytes , wars , crimes, pollution
Information is filtered, our vision is blurred
Victory : for our generation
Victory : for unity
Victory : for our differences
Victory : for all the cultures
We musn' t let the system turn us away
Everyone doesn' t have the same priorities
Destroying bad censor, expressing our ideas
We are the future, victory is in us
12. JONESTOWN
Hey
In the middle of the night
Sirens wailing, brutal awakening
Sermons of father elvis
Come and drink my sweet words
Creation of the peoples temple
Autarchy, seclusion,
No contact with the outside world
Doctrinaire madness, paranoia
Intimidation, threat, blackmail
Sexual fantasies of the leader
The madness of a man
Collective
Repetition
Of suicide
Small-scale demonstration
The damages of the doctrine
Necessity to have
A critical mind
Organized death
Children first
They have to serve as an example
A pile of body, aerial view
A multicolored picture
The paradise turned into nothingness
Alert/damages/suicide/doctrine crazy
Small-scale demonstration
The damages of the doctrine
The madness of a man, 914 deaths
A c addict to computer
A c addict to computer
Fractales on the screen, no life
Fractales on the screen, no life
Connection, eyes riveted on screen
I watch for real-time information
newsgroup, games(sets) in network,
The noise of the keyboard touch replaced my voice
Connection, meeting on the net
catalog of the characteristics
Pen name, loss of identity
We move masked, detachment of the reality
Space of freedom, we move masked
Introversion, detachment
Simplification
Loss of identity
Introversion
In the fantasy ' s universe
Dehumanized, eyes riveted on the screen
Introversion, in the fantasy' s universe
In the fratctales ' s universe
Connection, advertising vomits
Spam explodes my e-mail, ass everywhere
Visual aggression, i m shake ,
All my pennies fell my jeans pockets
Connection, no social life
Invisible friends, or simply no friends
Blog, chat , i block you
No doubt, i am addict compucter
Interface, machine, human, dehumanized
Connection, eyes riveted on the screen
Désocialised, in the universe of the fantasy,
Connaction, loss of identity
Désocialised, in the universe of fractales
2. NEEDS DREAM
Needs
Following everyday life
Having habits to control oneself
To plan, push aside all the risks
Know small pleasures
Dreams
Live fast, run away from routine
Know glory, success and intensity
Taste, smell, touch, try everything
Make a commitment, disappoint everywhere
Short lived victory, run fast then fall, believe in
Give everything, then lose everything
Look everywhere, then being seen no more, not be touched anymore
Make mistakes, run out, burn our wings
Happiness : intense and short lived
Enslaved dreams
Nightmare : without exit
Take away our envy
Needs
Never being disturbed, never worrying, let hitsself go
A leaf which slides on the river ' s water , natural breakdown
To get on whith it
To have ambition, question everything
Never allow
Never stop, challenge the rationality
3. FAKE FACT
News feed me, full of false ideas,
Eye pale and hollow eye, i watch
I press on remote control, i eat and i see
This misery in the world, this violence, this hatred
A colourless, odourless weapon, a neutralized public opinion
Who pulls the strings? Are orders given? High command
Indoctrination of the old age, the fear in every home
War of images begins, cameras are ready of to shoot
Media=fake fact
Media=a beautiful spider's web
Eye hollow, i watch
I consume information
Camera angle guides me
Maximum audience
Subliminal message, calves eat their hay
Information is directed, obeys to certain ideas
A one-sided vision, the truth is twisted
Where is the neutrality? Media, politic
Give me all the data, it 's up to me to decide
War of images has started
News feed me
A beautiful spider's web
Information is directed, obeys to certain ideas
An one-sided view, the truth is twisted
4. TO OWN TO EXIST
The scorn of people whove got nothing
Success as a duty since birth
All these ornaments covering the misery
These frustrations bringing us down
Rich and famous,
Naïve zombies, subordinates
These ornaments covering the misery
Frustrations, bringing us down
Popular and winning
Alone and failing
Under the spotlights,
Frustrations, bringing us down
The possession pushed aside the reflection
The essence of the existence
The possession pushed aside the reflection
We existed and today we own
To own to exist: appearance is killing us
To own to exist: the thought against the possession
To own to exist: for everything then nothing
To own to exist: we existed and today we own
5. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FEAR
Dark eye, nervous, panic, disillusion,
Dark eye, neurosis, panic, cold sweat
To be someone else, head full of ideas
Strange sensation
To be all the same, (to be) fake
To be an illusion, (to be) in the middle of the fear
Dark eye, nervous, panic, disillusion,
Dark eye, neurosis, panic, cold sweat
Head full of ideas, where is my awareness?
Insomnia gains ground, dreams become envy
An explosive meeting, an impulsive attraction
Another part of myself, in total oblivion
In the middle of the fear, sleep is illusion
In the middle of the fear, strange sensation
To be someone else,
where is my reason?
To be all the same, (to be) fake
To be an illusion, in the middle of the fear
Now, i perceive the light
Ive got clear ideas
I look at the others, they are different
I feel good, i'm myself
Now, i perceive the light
I raise my head
My eyes search the horizon, i'm different
I feel good, i'm myself
Head full of ideas, where is my awareness ?
Insomnia gains ground, dreams become envy
An explosive meeting, an impulsive attraction
Another part of myself, in total oblivion
In the middle of the fear, sleep is illusion
In the middle of the fear, strange sensation
Questions succeed one another, answers are missing
Is it a dream? Is it reality?
Dark eye, nervous, panic, disillusion
In the middle of the fear, sleep is illusion
In the middle of the fear, strange sensation
6. OWNGAME
To be fashionable, to have
The same thoughts, the same ideas
Identification to the crowd
To follow the guideline
Prejudice of the face, prejudice of the class
Instead of exploring
Obscurantism, thick black smoke
It follows this narrow line
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must succeed in life
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must play their owngame
To point at people, to have
A sharpened smile
Lift this veil, which masks
Your vision, form your own opinion
You feel stronger in the crowd, you get lost in the crowd
Nobody knows you
Draw a parallel between you and the line
Leave this cast
Be yourself / your passion / your difference / your feelings
Leave this cast
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must succeed in life
Nobody asked to be here
But everybody must play their owngame
7. NEW TIME
New times, new men
Difficulties to build relations
We scorn each other, envy each other, we re getting nowhere
We prefer to stay in the shadow,
No gallantries, no compassion
We move straight ahead and we quicken the pace
Frustration, submission
The fear of other people's look
New time, new men, relations
Music is my way out,
My means of expression
When the mask falls,
I feel something
My music is the reflection of my soul,
My emotions increase my violence
When the mask falls,
I breathe, i live
No real dialogue, no real exchange
Monologue is my only discussion
I look for myself, i don't know, i question myself
Pieces of sentences on pieces of paper
Coming from nowhere, among all these chances
A feeling of asphyxiation
A tendentious look, a threatening modesty
The fear of other people's look
Music is my way out,
My means of expression
When the mask falls,
I feel something
My music is the reflection of my soul,
My emotions increase my violence
When the mask falls,
I breathe, i live
8. WHITE RIDER
The white rider is here
His armor shines in the sun
Under his helmet, the nothingness
The wind whistles and rushes into alleys
His white horse charges
He points his sword towards the powerfull
Hooves pounding the road
It s punishement time
Can you sense
Can you understand
This feeling of impotence
The submisson, the dishonor
The sword splits the air, cuts heads
White shirts stained with blood
Baffled looks, incomprehension
Justice by the sword
The breath of nostrils
An impure blood fills our channels
The horse neighs , hooves in the wind
The white rider goes away , settig sun
Can you sense
Can you understand
This feeling of impotence
The submisson, the dishonor
Rider is here under the sun
He point his sword
9. INSTINCT
Where is my instinct?
It isn't dead
It's falling asleep
My instinct
Animal side of the man
A natural impulse, innate,
Sexuality, aggressiveness
Repressed by education or society
It slumbers in us
Makes us potential murderers
My life drowns in our thoughts
My envy strangled by our ideas
A well-oiled mechanism an invisible muzzle
Censorship is replaced by self-censorship
Restrained instinct, restrained spirit, unconscious, instinct
Like a backlash
I lose control
My heart is carried away
My eyes frozen
It is not me
A time bomb is triggered
I am about to explode,
Feeling like killing someone
My instinct is not dead, my instinct is falling asleep,
A dose of morphine soothed/calmed him
10. PERSPECTIVE
Free mind, pure sight, children speak the truth
Nostalgia of time, i want to go back in the past
Work-pay-order-to comply = pression
There is no hypocrisie,
Playing becomes the priority again
Stress-debts-mistakes-honour = frustration
A panoramic vision,
Perspective childhood
To conform, to be docile, to have a linear vision
A little element, a link in the chain,
To belong to the matrix of the system
The more i'm growing up
The bars are tightening, time's flowing
Years go by, each day, i move closer to my fate
Free mind, pure sight, children speak the truth
Nostalgia of time, i want to go back in the past
Work-pay-order-to comply = pression
There is no hypocrisie,
Playing becomes the priority again
Stress-debts-mistakes-honour = frustration
A panoramic vision,
Perspective childhood
Control - conform
I've had enough of others stares
I've had enough that i'm everyone
I've had enough to feed this machination
I want to be a free man
11. VICTORY
A world situation wish is not a ideal
Everyone has something to shout about
Let' s fight against : proselytes , wars , crimes, pollution
Information is filtered, our vision is blurred
Victory : for our generation
Victory : for unity
Victory : for our differences
Victory : for all the cultures
We musn' t let the system turn us away
Everyone doesn' t have the same priorities
Destroying bad censor, expressing our ideas
We are the future, victory is in us
12. JONESTOWN
Hey
In the middle of the night
Sirens wailing, brutal awakening
Sermons of father elvis
Come and drink my sweet words
Creation of the peoples temple
Autarchy, seclusion,
No contact with the outside world
Doctrinaire madness, paranoia
Intimidation, threat, blackmail
Sexual fantasies of the leader
The madness of a man
Collective
Repetition
Of suicide
Small-scale demonstration
The damages of the doctrine
Necessity to have
A critical mind
Organized death
Children first
They have to serve as an example
A pile of body, aerial view
A multicolored picture
The paradise turned into nothingness
Alert/damages/suicide/doctrine crazy
Small-scale demonstration
The damages of the doctrine
The madness of a man, 914 deaths
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