The headlines
Tell me today
That something
Is really wrong around

Paradise
Based on rules
They're meant for fools
Rules are made to brake

Enlightenment
All around
They keep telling us
How to live by their book

How many mountains
Must man climb
Before he'll ponder
"Oh why?"

Trying to be honest
Always turn to be fool
While some prick above me
Keeps setting the rules

I take these wings now
And fly far away
Cosmos is bigger
Than this garbage can

You and your problems
Shall stay on the earth
Of what will be left then
Fertilizer for my flowers ...hahaha

Traveling through dust and cold
The void makes me paranoid
I'm lost in time and space
Can't say if I'm sleep or awake
Reaching the edge of all
Wonderin' where will I come
The end of my quest or no
Soon I'll find out

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