King of Nothing
The King is dead
Long unspoken of
Yearned for power
But his power meant nothing at all
On the shoulders of the king
There is nothing - no way to survive
On the shoulders of the king
There is nothing - prepare to dethrone
Built himself a world surrounded by deceit
Gained the trust of no one
Without structure there must come the fall
Your Power Means Nothing At All
Your Power Means Nothing At All
A Day to Fight For
This life's not for apologies, excuses or justifications
It's not for running or hiding or pretending to be anything at all
Stand hard against their lies
Never compromise the position
Why not be Gay and be loud?
It's time to fight discrimination
We're not sick or perverted
Don't need pity or patronization
We're queer now and always were
No matter what idiocy you say
We cannot rest
So much to do
The rights you take for granted
Are ones you never knew
Working for a day of peace for Lesbians and Gays
and a world where no one is afraid to say
I am what I am - nothing more, nothing less
A day to fight for
A day to strive for
Just Say GO!
I've got not time to sit down
No time to waste
I've got so much to do
Ain't got not time to wait
No, I can't spare no time for you
'Cos you move way too slow
I've got no time to stay
I've just got time to go - GO!
Hard As
The muscles flex so hard
The music gets lost
Trying so hard to be tough
But what comes across?
Bigotry and violence
Achievements to be proud
But who gives a fuck
As long as the music’s loud
An idea whose time has come - it came and went, sorry guys
Oh, so, harder than harder than hard
So unconcerned with your actions
So unconcerned with this divisive show of force
Where are the ideas
to be retrieved?
They’re nowhere.
And there’s nothing left
Fucking nothing at all
Why Suffer?
We read along
and turn the pages
to see the last chapter
in this book
And I... see no regrets
I’ve got no need for this world
It’s just not made for me
Eyes wide open
I see for the first time
Life and death have no meaning and I realize
Why suffer when it’s all in your head?
Candles aboud, and these tears of emptyness
The meanings lost behind
a veil of propriety
Why live a life
so irrationably based?
The end faces us all
It’s not too much to grasp
Reactive
Stretched at the seams
Pulled away from the center
No communication
Eyes glaze over
Every action has a spin
Every thought didactic
Hide every nuance
Always be reactive
This is how we live
This is where we live
This is our fucking world
Claw your way up
Lie attack and smear
We're walking through that looking glass
And who knows what we'll find, when we're here. |