misguided by the myth of progress
killed by irony
I'm looking for something worthless
I learnt it at mother's knee
heaven is about to begin
for army of the well trained guys
misery is a sin
happiness never dies
there's trap in my brain
I can't get there anymore
but that's what I'm living I'm living for
there's trap in my brain
I can't think anymore
but that's what I was made
that's what I was made
that's what I was made for
a tool in someone's project
a part of someone's plan
I’m sitting in the silver rocket
as a bullet in someone's gun
adopted by the great illusion
constructed by the biggest dream
I am producing a fusion
of worthless scheme
there's trap in my brain…
I used to know the pal
who has sold the world
I think it makes no sense
but that was what he told
I’ve betrayed my feelings
I’ve focused on my mind
All that I learned from these dealings
To lose is to find
2004