Smoke Screen - The Intersphere

Time gives the alarm 'cuz we don’t know if it’s real

Traveling along safe ways and cornerstones

Sparks are sent out to the radical views to catch fire

Behind the smoke screen lurks something more

God given

Odd — give in

What takes you in turns you on

Proud living

Disgraceful

Blind deference we depend on

Speak for us we don’t know ourselves

Act for us we can’t help ourselves

Over-developed with industrialized fears

Consuming shuts us up no matter what the cost

Spoon-feeding, breeding to bring uniqueness into line

You can believe in gods or miracles, crap — you’ve been told

Cut!

Your veil of oblivion

Cut principles we’re counting on

Your absurd opinions

Self-parody has begun

Don’t speak for us we do know ourselves

Don’t act for us we can help ourselves

How low can we get without seeping rage?

Are we feeling good in this idiot cage?

We give everything, everything to the bone

No inciting voice kills the fire in our cracked souls

We burn for a peaceful coexistence, turn

We’ve got to play this

Second-rate act

The storyline we bet was wrong

Your lack of wit

We’ll compensate it

What challenges — turns us on

We won’t turn the weapons on ourselves

Do it yourselves!