Woke up, dripping with cold sweat
I realized, that tomorrow will [bad word] 
Same life, same [bad word] 
Just another date and no answer to
"Where?", "why?" and "from?".
Long time just shame
From the parents "Shut up!" to world's
"You're a infantile dreamer!".
Now all's in flames
And my newborn [bad word] out and screaming.

Career, religion,
Consumptive way of life,
Good will decision
To be part of a hive,
smudge reality
Of faceless personalities. [bad word] own business?
And be always [bad word] 
It brings just sickness,
The bliss's still a mirage.

Rising, the need for changes
Instigates your mind,
Destroying all stereotypes.
Futile dogmata are left far behind,
Thoughts of the future bring no pain and cause no more bad vibes.
Starting with changing point of view,
Then going on with life-style that needs renewal,
Convincing others to give up bad illusions.
Maybe this will lead to a [bad word] revolution.

All the time we are staffed with tenets and ideas
That should force us to [bad word] just good consumers.
Now it's time to [bad word] ourselves
And make mankind
What all the great have dreamed about.

May this be wrong?
What about good sense?
May this be wrong?
But much worse is the ignorance!

Rising, the need for changes
Instigates your mind,
Destroying all stereotypes.
Futile dogmata are left far behind,
Thoughts of the future bring no pain and cause no more bad vibes.
Starting with changing point of view,
Then going on with life-style that needs renewal,
Convincing others to give up bad illusions.
Maybe this will lead to a [bad word] revolution.