A mass illusion
Blind men in a line
They smother their fires with gasoline
A stranger's contribution
Everybody's on the run
No clue where they are heading
A spineless attempt
Have we lost it completely?
It always ends up in a mess
[Chorus:]
A 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
[Verse:]
Slow and calculated
Afraid of the sleeping
We'll never ever reach the goal
