mass illusion 
Blind men in a line 
They smother their fires with gasoline

strangers contribution. 
Everybody’s on [bad word] 
No clue where they are heading 

spineless attempt 
Have we lost [bad word]  
It always ends up in a mess 

liar’s ambition, praised like a king 
Every day in every way we are getting weaker 
You won’t go far with the life that you’re living 
Every day in every way we are getting weaker 

Slow and calculated 
Afraid of the sleeping well 
Never ever reach the goal

liar’s ambition, praised like a king 
Every day in every way we are getting weaker 
You won’t go far with the life that you’re living 
Every day in every way we are getting weaker

liar’s ambition, praised like a king 
Every day in every way we are getting weaker 
You won’t go far with the life that you’re living 
Every day in every way we are getting weaker