Old Patterns

Back to the old patterns
Step back in time
Old familiar failures
Progress denied
Idiotic idols
To fill the inner void
Crippled fantasy
Mentally destroyed

I can see no future
Everything has failed
No more self-confidence
Back to the grave
See our world in pieces
Rotten from inside
There is no perspective
On the bottom line

Rust and decay
I see the world in shades of grey
Sick and insane
In lowest consciousness we remain

Unconscious search for life
Unfit imagination
Desires unfulfilled
Ends up in mass frustration