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Angst isst die Seele auf Lyrics
Thrust into this competition naked and undone
Back to back, yet divided on our own
Fear breeding fear, exploding pressures on
We’re locked away in self-made chains…
Run out through the windows and into the streets, terror abounds as each man lives in fear- dread consumes their day
The public is passive, inactive, and lame
Lock up the doors and let out the wolves- a fratricidal race
Given the chance you’d sit down to eat, yet consciousness is sacrificed – this altar is never short on heads
Stare in his eyes, your brother- this man, yet your fear will breed resentment- why can’t you say a word?
Zu Hause wie im Krieg, Waffen und Hass zuhauf
Casualties of human life drift in the crowds
They’re standing on the margins -nullified
Outside the world keeps turning under the sun
While inside a soul is boiling over
This hate for the other is hate for yourself
The cancer condition, the dead-end ambition, you’ll eat yourself alive
Submit to the anger, the coming of vengeance, the cult of uncaring, the chaos of living…and face this world alone
The hooks in your mouth now you’ll swallow the bait
Distorting your vision, you’ll drink from their poison…so ripened for the fall
You take from the worst and give up the best- but never forget you’re a human being…you breathe but can you think?
Zu Hause wie im Krieg, Waffen und Hass zuhauf
In den Köpfen nur Furcht, Angst isst die Seele auf
The truth is something made, not something that’s found
So burn all inhibitions to the ground
These politics of dread are a hammer to the head-
A life of fear is life among the dead
These barriers are built, for us to tear them down
Back to back, yet divided on our own
Fear breeding fear, exploding pressures on
We’re locked away in self-made chains…
Run out through the windows and into the streets, terror abounds as each man lives in fear- dread consumes their day
Lock up the doors and let out the wolves- a fratricidal race
They’re standing on the margins -nullified
Outside the world keeps turning under the sun
While inside a soul is boiling over
The cancer condition, the dead-end ambition, you’ll eat yourself alive
Distorting your vision, you’ll drink from their poison…so ripened for the fall
In den Köpfen nur Furcht, Angst isst die Seele auf
So burn all inhibitions to the ground
These politics of dread are a hammer to the head-
A life of fear is life among the dead
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Submitted by
open_veins On Apr 17, 2004
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