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Man, he builds towers – into clouds. He digs his way through mountains – shatters every stone. And what is in his way, This is asphalted, developed, straightened and privatized. It's getting faster and faster – must go higher. The standstill in the interior, he accepts it. He just wants to prove, that he is someone, that's why he sets his life to the worldwide network.
He fears control and to be glassy, but he sits in the glass house And is happy about it. He does not communicate, he does not speak, he clicks. The standstill in the interior, no one has seen. Even higher, even better, even further up. He wants relationship, Family in the house. But he lets it stay – prefer to stay alone. The dream woman in the world network, was not there.
Lined up – as in the catalogue – he sees the many profiles. Too fat, too thin, too poor, too rich – there is no room for love. And does he succeed?
times to commit yourself a little, then he will cheat, for various reasons – which in reality he does not knows. That was instilled in him, by society – drive-controlled idiot. Just drink, fuck, party, that keeps him alive. And if he had not all this, He must admit to himself, that he is only equal and is unparalleled and like an empty shell breaks apart.
In your free time you just want still staring at the screen. I only feel disgust and I could puke! Because we are at the apex of our downfall! Europe will be destroyed and overrun! We have long been sinking into chaos, But you let yourselves be dazzled. Through the basest instincts into the abyss. But all this is the same to you, Because today nothing counts. Only the standstill of your Spirit that torments you daily.
Do you want to be a slave of the Modernity belong to the pack? Or strengthen your will – listen to the voice, which affects the rest of conscience in you? The decision is yours –
So make up your mind!
Man, he builds towers – into clouds.
He digs his way through mountains – shatters every stone.
And what is in his way, This is asphalted, developed, straightened and privatized.
It's getting faster and faster – must go higher. The standstill in the interior, he accepts it. He just wants to prove, that he is someone, that's why he sets his life to the worldwide network.
He fears control and to be glassy, but he sits in the glass house And is happy about it.
He does not communicate, he does not speak, he clicks. The standstill in the interior, no one has seen.
Even higher, even better, even further up. He wants relationship, Family in the house. But he lets it stay – prefer to stay alone. The dream woman in the world network, was not there.
Lined up – as in the catalogue – he sees the many profiles.
Too fat, too thin, too poor, too rich – there is no room for love. And does he succeed?
times to commit yourself a little, then he will cheat, for various reasons – which in reality he does not knows. That was instilled in him, by society – drive-controlled idiot. Just drink, fuck, party, that keeps him alive. And if he had not all this, He must admit to himself, that he is only equal and is unparalleled and like an empty shell breaks apart.
In your free time you just want still staring at the screen. I only feel disgust and I could puke! Because we are at the apex of our downfall! Europe will be destroyed and overrun! We have long been sinking into chaos, But you let yourselves be dazzled. Through the basest instincts into the abyss. But all this is the same to you, Because today nothing counts. Only the standstill of your Spirit that torments you daily.
Do you want to be a slave of the Modernity belong to the pack? Or strengthen your will – listen to the voice, which affects the rest of conscience in you? The decision is yours –
So make up your mind!
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