HUMAN TRASH

NO THOUGHTS FOR THE INNOCENT
NO TEAR, NO WORD AND NO COMMENT
ALL THIS HUMAN TRASH JUST LIES
YOU'LL FIND NO TEARS INSIDE THEIR EYES

DEAD THEY'RE BORN WITHOUT A HOPE
A PIECE OF FLESH UNDER A TELESCOPE
YOU WILL NEVER FEEL THE PAIN
NEVER FEEL TH COLDNESS OF A CHAIN

IN A LAND WHERE LOVE GOT NO NAME
TELL ME WHERE'S THE ONE TO BLAME
TELL ME WHY THERE IS NO TRUTH
MUCH TO OLD, BUT CHILDISH YOUTH

(dienstag, 29. november 1994)