others understand
can we go on to save our wounded land
can we be wrong

we've got the money we're going to spend it
peace is our mission we'll murder to defend it
sooner or later you'll get the picture
we're the creator and you were just created

devastation is where we're heading if we follow this illusion
escalation of all the hurting that is borne of our confusion
unrelenting as we persist in putting everyone beneath us
never ending until we understand our honesty deceives us

there is still one truth on which we can depend
we've started something we can never end

we know although we try to justify the means
the truth behind the end remains unseen
and while we all assume we all agree
we're giving up the freedom to be free

disillusion is always possible but we've got propaganda
mass confusion is always better than the threat of understanding
we'll deceive you we've got so many ways to make you stand behind us
if we need to we'll use them on ourselves to constantly remind us

there is just one lie that we can still defend
we've started something we can never end

we know although we try to justify the means
the truth behind the end remains unseen
and while we all assume we all agree
we're giving up the freedom to be free

there is still one truth on which we can depend
we've started something we can never end

we know although we try to justify the means
the truth behind the end remains unseen
and while we all assume we all agree
we're giving up the freedom to be free


2. Ground Control

where do you go where do you go for external forces
your body wakes but never waits to restore resources
do you believe in what you do or is it just for money
so if the world all does the same no wonder things are funny

just when you thought that you were building on a rock
you find you've dug yourself a hole
and you'll be facing such a futuristic shock
when ground control slips away from you
ground control slips away

how can you face the future

do you create and generate to build a land of plenty
or do you misappropriate until the world is empty
do you despise and criticise with no absolution
or do you stop to analyse to find a new solution

just when you thought that you were building on a rock
you find you've dug yourself a hole
and you'll be facing such a futuristic shock
when ground control slips away from you
ground control slips away

they're cutting up the world we know
for reasons they're ashamed to show
and all we love will have to go
they're storming us without a war
extending force until we fall
while we lie back and take it all

and everything our fathers made
and everything they fought to save
is trampled under this parade
and nothing's going to stop them now
their policy will know no bounds
as soon as they control the ground

under the flag of liberty you'll find corruption lurking
it's our responsibility to keep the system working

just when you thought that you were building on a rock
you find you've dug yourself a hole
and you'll be facing such a futuristic shock
when ground control slips away from you
ground control slips away


3. Opium

lost in the haze so far away how can we get back home
lost in the haze so far away who's going to guide us home

i've struggled to get near it to backwards engineer it
but all i find is a smoke and mirror game
the recondite monopolise the airwaves
till all believe there is no other way

and this is how we live our lives our opium is televised
till finally they watch us fade away

our lifeless generation is going to the wall
a languid demonstration of daze before a fall
a preconceived condition imagined long ago
but will we ever know all that lies below

they'll print it on the front page to synthesise an outrage
but all we find is a decoy once again
duplicity and trickery surround us
till all believe there is no other way

and this is how we fall asleep their opium is running deep
till finally they watch us fade away

our lifeless generation is going to the wall
a languid demonstration of daze before a fall
a preconceived condition imagined long ago
but will we ever know all that lies below

waiting to play are we the pawns in this game
paving the way watching the kings make their claim
martyrs and spies although we don't realise
falling away under the watch of their eyes

this is the way we've chosen to be
this is the road that we go down
as clear as the day but still we don't see
we'll only know when it's over

lost in the haze so far away how can we get back home
lost in the haze so far away who's going to guide us home

and this is how our nation died our opium has satisfied
and finally they watch us fade away

our lifeless generation is going to the wall
a languid demonstration of daze before a fall
a preconceived condition imagined long ago
but will we ever know all that lies below


4. Stop Dead

there is a time for flying like an eagle
there is a time for falling like a stone
but if you stop dead
take a look around
maybe you'll watch the seasons flow
and then you'll finally know

as the atmosphere rolls away
though appearances stay the same
you can't fly twice in the same patch of sky
you won't find rest till you're ready to change

there is a time for walking on the water
there is a time for drifting out to sea
but if you stop dead
take a look around
one day you'll find you're back on land
and then you'll understand

as the atmosphere rolls away
though appearances stay the same
you can't fly twice in the same patch of sky
you won't find rest till you're ready to change

one day you'll find you're back on land
and then you'll understand

as the atmosphere rolls away
though appearances stay the same
you can't fly twice in the same patch of sky
you won't find rest till you're ready to change

it's over my head
it's over my head
but if you stop dead


5. The Art Of Reason

can you give me a reason why you shone for a season
then you turned to deceiving (i don't believe that it's right)
you pretend you can hear us but you won't come near us
now it's all got serious (i don't believe that it's right)

we thought you'd do your best for future generations
but all you left was a mounting debt (i don't believe that it's right)
we thought your peace could flow like water through the nations
but you shut down the fountainhead (i don't believe that it's right)

can you give an account now as the truth's coming out now
it's the end of the countdown (i don't believe that it's right)
now we've lost all our patience with your forced liquidation
of our land of our nation (i don't believe that it's right)

we thought you'd right the wrongs that others brought upon us
but you sold off our right to choose (i don't believe that it's right)
we thought you'd fight for us but you just fought among us
and you sold off your servitude (i don't believe that it's right)

no more tries and no more chances
no more lies to pass as answers
no more smiles and false relations
no more world indoctrination

sorry for being angry sorry for being numb
sorry for all the dreaming i really should have done
i thought that i was blameless i thought that i was safe
i thought that a happy ending would happen anyway

i can't believe we never noticed
i can't believe it took so long
for us to turn around the future
by standing up for what we all believed in all along

it was there right before our eyes we were blind not to realise
in the rush to be globalised we signed away our freedom
we forgot how to criticise we were scared to be demonised
as the truth was neutralised we lost the art of reason

shallow the crusader and shallow their crusade
but deep the ideology that brings them into play
political correctness a foil for our minds
a false exoneration to cover up the crimes

i can't believe we never noticed
i can't believe it took so long
for us to turn around the future
by standing up for what we all believed in all along

it was there right before our eyes we were blind not to realise
in the rush to be globalised we signed away our freedom
we forgot how to criticise we were scared to be demonised
as the truth was neutralised we lost the art of reason


6. Pressure

i can't see in front of me i feel blind to my sentence
my assumed autonomy is all steeped in dependence

i'm breaking inside

i watch time delimiting but i don't see the answers
i know gain's diminishing but i'm wasting my chances

i'm breaking inside
my head's above the water but i just can't fight the tide
till the pressure subsides

all you see reflects on me
how can it be forever
all i do reflects on you
now do you feel the pressure

with all things permissible i can't stem the pollution
and no hand invisible can assure resolution

i'm breaking inside
my head cries out for stillness but i just can't find the time
till the pressure subsides

all you see reflects on me
how can it be forever
all i do reflects on you
now do you feel the pressure
all i know will come and go
you can't have it all together
all you ask will come to pass
now do you feel the pressure

i'm breaking inside
my head's above the water but i just can't fight the tide
till the pressure subsides

all you see reflects on me
how can it be forever
all i do reflects on you
now do you feel the pressure
all i know will come and go
you can't have it all together
all you ask will come to pass
now do you feel the pressure


7. Flags And Footprints

i'm looking for a reason why i see no shooting stars tonight
just a sign that everything's alright to quiet me, to quiet me
maybe all i hoped was wrong maybe all i dreamed is gone
maybe i was stupid all along for trying it, for trying it

but i believed in what you said
i trusted in your summer
now the leaves are turning red
and soon they'll all be coming down
how can i go on
if hope is what keeps me alive
and i'm so uncertain

it seems the more i look for you the more i fail to find the truth
maybe i'm affecting what i view with heavy veils and fairytales
maybe my research was sound but maybe i just fooled around
all flags and footprints but nothing further down to find you, to find you

but i believed in what you said
i trusted in your summer
now the leaves are turning red
and soon they'll all be coming down
how can i go on
if hope is what keeps me alive
and i'm so uncertain

i guess i learned the hard way or did i waste my time
i never met you half way but i crossed that line

and i believed in what you said
i trusted in your summer
now the leaves are turning red
and soon they'll all be coming down
how can i go on
if hope is what keeps me alive
maybe someday i'll know why


8. Static

i took the low road i took the slow road
i've seen enough to know that i can't see at all
there's only static on my receiver
you've got my frequency but i don't hear you call

get away get away get away now
no sense in wishing no transmissions ever come this way
get away get away get away now
just premonitions that i can't explain

i know i want you to know who i am now
i want you to know me

i meditated i medicated
i made a promise but i broke it every day
annihilated i violated
all that was given me i choked it all away

get away get away get away now
no sense in wishing no transmissions ever come this way
get away get away get away now
just premonitions that i can't explain

i know i want you to know who i am now
i want you to know me

how can i hear (what i don't hear)
how can i see (what i don't see)
how can i know (what i don't know)
how can i be this impossibility

i want you to know who i am

i know i want you to know who i am now
i want you to know me

it's growing colder i'm growing older
my summer's over and it's time to face the fall
there's only static on my receiver
i've got your frequency but i won't make the call


9. The Destruction Of Words

i don't need allusion i don't need blame
i don't need collusion to help me find my way
i could drown in your delusion and everything you say
fact is just a fusion of every shade of grey

truth is sublime but talk is just a waste of time
describing the shadows that form our lives

so you can take away the answers
and they'll still return but when you throw away the questions
i'll only learn again so take away the evidence
but i'll still recall until you throw away the memory
and all that's left is you

i don't need hypotheses and all that's assumed
flawless ideologies that decadence consumed
and i am just the knowledge that found its way to you
and now i've reached your zenith and everything was true

truth is sublime but talk is just a waste of time
believing the shadows that form our lives

so you can take away the answers
and they'll still return but when you throw away the questions
i'll only learn again so take away the evidence
but i'll still recall until you throw away the memory
and all that's left is you

all that you left behind lingers inside your mind
all that you can't let go shows you the way back home

truth is sublime but talk is just a waste of time
destroying the shadows that form our lives

so you can take away the answers
and they'll still return but when you throw away the questions
i'll only learn again so take away the evidence
but i'll still recall until you throw away the memory

all that you left behind lingers inside your mind
all that you can't let go shows you the way back home

and all that's left is you


10. What About Me

[limited edition only]

what have i done what is this mourning
the arc of the brightness blinds me
what are these thoughts and cumbersome footsteps
the arc of the dream that binds me

what have i been this figure of light
island of gardens that feeds you
what if i burn swallowing doctrines
does painting this picture feed you

brother my child my counsel
cynical fathers i see
what colour these memories might be
what about me what about me what about me

what do i need only my conscience
forgiveness is all you gave me
vast is the wave i am my demon
where is the dark that folds me

why should i care piercing my cause
bring on the fools that bind me so
what if i drown water is yielding
interrogate my own sanity

brother my child my counsel
cynical fathers i see
what colour these memories might be
what about me what about me what about me

what have i been this figure of light
island of gardens that feeds you
what if i burn swallowing doctrines
does painting this picture feed you

brother my child my counsel
cynical fathers i see
what colour these memories might be
what about me what about me what about me