Our human ways
how they betray
the controlled perfection that machines create

So desperately prefered like fantasy
So tirelessly pursued like God
But the race of desire will never finish
Because discontent prevails in us

Against reality
Against love
Against the hope that this would be enough

But delusion remains to tantalise
and to nurture your distracted side
til life becomes a destruction site
You tear the truth apart to find
A single shred of hope outside

Outside reality
Outside of love
Into dreams of what we 'could' become
Outside reality
Outside. Of. Love.

I burn this flame for you
A light that holds no hope
A flame that gives no heat

I burn this flame for you
A spark that goes unnoticed
A pain with no release


Keep within your clouded sight
a bird in flight
a burning light
that never gets closer
that never arrives.

If you think that I'm willing to pay
For empty words of praise
Then you can think again

If you think that I want to compete
For the hype of a transient scene
Then you can think again

Because your passion is just a mask for a business
That loves this art just enough, enough to exploit it

So if you think that I'm willing to pay
For empty words of praise
Then you can think again

Your authority is self-appointed
The acclaim you sell is totally worthless
Your opinions are no better than others
but you exhibit them like gospel to the choir

But no one who loves, wants to profit from love
or charges a fee everytime that they help others

So keep those words you deal in vain
I still believe in other ways
And they'll never help us anyway
For what is your love if so easily swayed?
I would rather stay hidden away
Cos there is nothing here to gain
There is nothing here to gain
There is nothing here to gain

This crown of false glory - it can be anyone's
but it preys on the mindless, and remains on the desperate.