a brief moment of fear

monumental mockery \'the wolf stands alone\'

what a cruel joke you laugh like nothing was ever wrong

the bearer of loneliness walks surrounded by lights and night

the passers-by look upon his face and see themselves; still they continue to

wretched lives, to wretched futures to anything that stopped making sense long ago.

caught like butterflies in strings the impossibility makes us behave like

downtakers on a march our eyes start to melt dearest we have long lost

the list to our own damnation.

make cars run faster, make horses taste better and virgins give in easier

the way we like to consume and to withhold our own disastrous emotions

caught in facades made of plaster everything in hollywoodia is fake just like

your kids and my words just like the plaster that hides the imagined wound.

no no no this is too little this is the : we have no better way to express our empty skulls

our empty civilizations our empty souls wandering in 1s and 0s to the benefit of the greater market you know very well this is a cry of fear you know very well you wanted him to love you

to truly see you you know very well you lost yet the machines of today teach us one can only

shift into a higher gear, that\'s it, and than crash. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. have no brakes. we have have no brakes. we have have no brakes. we have no brakes. we no brakes. we no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no brakes. we have no