"I had money, yeah
I had none
I had money,
I had none
But I never been so broke
That I couldn't leave town..."

They parade their insanity and they say;
"We must be merciful! We must be merciful to those noobs"
They blatantly say "get high on my power trip man,
See the world as I see it"
But this world, this life - isn't real
It is a prison - a prison of the mind
A world of the dammed - made for the blind
I can drink man, I can drink this whole world gone...
Man
Everything that seems blessed,
Turns out to be wrong...
Man

This grueling symphony
Of what love pretends to be
Perfection
No satisfaction
Only madness and alienation
Man

The silence
The silence
The soul numbing silence
From the heavens