Permanet War... Interim Pleasure

<p>…And what you dreamed about Is broken Haven't knwe this real-life You must open Your eyes and your mind too 'Cause you'll be pushed to the floor </p><p>The war is permenent And you…don't know what to do Livin' in a self created world Where everything has its place </p><p>This life is srtange for yourself You feel like a srtanger from the past </p><p>How many pain and death Everywhere Gasping for a little breath You need fresh air Silence and tranquillity You've enough of the needless fight </p><p>In your worst nightmares you often hear cries Desperate screams from the ocean of time </p><p>No, you're not free You are a slave Of a higher power And some autocracies </p><p>Where is the pleasure In the darkest times? What kind of voices Do you hear at night? </p><p>There is one chance to comprehend the substance And the line is very straight that leads from light to darkness </p><p>Obscurity / Certainty Time has come to choose between them Mortality / Eternity You've to decide where you wanna belong! </p><p>…And what you dreamed about… </p><p>No, you're not free… </p><p>Where is the pleasure… </p><p>Permanent war…Interim pleasure Permanent war…Interim pleasure</p>