We Are Letra

while another one hopes in cyclic rise and fall
in a world where marionettes can learn to pull strings
against their fate they build up giant walls
good gods, good kings, good popes, good patriots and statesmen
damn the world for standing up...
and the passion hangs with one hand on the trapeze
we can’t remenber who we are
caught in a lie that we are made of one-piece
we think...we are...we are...
one can’t leave the world without a certain chaos
while another ones makes no trouble when they die
one can learn by chance that nothing lasts forever
while another one’s chance has to be redefined
in a world where marionettes can learn to pull strings
where the reputed player’s treated as the ball
good gods, good kings, good popes, good patriots and statesmen
damn the world for standing up...

(Dank an Nati und Thomas für den Text)