Babylon Is the System
Babylon is the system.
Why do you cope with the system?
Why do you cope even with hope?
Don't you know that Babylon is the system?
She's the mother of all woes.
You're born into the system,
There's nothing you can do.
You can try to pass the Great Wall,
But in the end, all roads lead to Rome.
We're all sons and daughters of the wench.
Are you trying to escape? What are you gonna do?
Say farewell to all your friends?
To be a hermit and live in the mountains—
That's what I like to call just a utopia.
Or maybe there's another way? Can you disguise yourself
In order to avoid the poisoned wine?
There's only one way out of the city,
By taking the great bridge that leads to Zion.
But only those on the white list
Can safely go through it.
At the end of the narrow road,
There is a strait gate in the wall.
Deny yourself, become one of the chosen ones,
And you may not fall.
Friendship
Friendship, do I know you?
I think I met you in the days of old,
But was it really you?
Are you even real on this planet blue?
My soul longs for a friend.
Many times I called people by that name,
Only to find the ship of friends had sailed.
A ghost ship is what you are—
An illusion of the innocent,
Only present on shores afar.
Now, let it be—
That phrase is my new philosophy.
I don't care about you...
You don't care about me...
About Dorian Gray
Once, a gay man wrote... wrote and wrote and wrote.
The only book he left,
The complete story he told,
Of a man full of grace and good looks,
Envy of his neighbor... for he was so able.
But when a man has much, he wants more.
Ambition took his heart, and with the devil,
He established a pact.
With the enemy he communicated,
So time wouldn't be so complicated.
Maintaining his beauty, he achieved,
But his soul he gave to take the tool for thee.
What would you tell, Dorian?
You who found the fountain in hell—
Was it worth it? Are you filled?
Curiosity kills the cat's eye,
And even the immortal says that's all vain.
What would you do? What would you tell?
Solomon said it before, and with more strength.
I thank you, Wilde, because Dorian I wanted to be;
Now I see that the old man was truly wise,
And on the right sad side I was all along... all alone...
Innocence
Innocence was the state of all of us
Long before the first lie pronounced by Lucifer,
Prior to the disastrous fault of Eve.
What will you do, bitter Lord,
With those that simply don’t get it?
With those who cannot comprehend
Neither your love nor your hate?
Nobody can answer this:
Neither your precious people, God, nor me.
This evil within—where did it come from?
From myself, you, or him?
The crying babies, the innocent dying, Africa’s state...
I simply don’t get it, Lord.
That’s why I stay away.
But that does not mean I have no respect for thee.
Those things happen... maybe there’s a hole to be filled.
Sadness and woe,
To my spirit, they called it home...
To be aware of injustice, Lord,
Is to not be a child anymore.
Sadness and woe,
To my spirit, they called it home...
Woe and sadness,
I’m no longer a child,
I can see real darkness.
I’m sorry, Boss, as there is no answer.
I grew cold, but always a prankster.
Cold I am, but consuming fire awaits—
Not like you tepids of all,
That Jesus will regurgitate.
Those whose fate is worse than mine,
And even my pity you can’t take.
Internship
Doing an internship I am,
Out of boredom I apply.
Nothing that contacts my eye
Can keep me from thinking...
What am I doing in this life?
People in the company
They treat me so well,
But I know H.R.
And for the lesser wage,
I won't ask.
Feeling defeated, but I'll make sure
This won't be repeated.
Abnormal hope flowing through...
Future, will you smile too?
A difficult decision I have to make,
An opportunity given... will I take?
Comfortable I'm not, and won't be,
As this company says goodbye
Tomorrow, and Father Future will hold me—aye!
Money, I’m a Fool
Money, I’m a fool.
Without health I cannot live;
Without you there are no green fields.
Health and true love, and maybe some other stuff,
Are the things that are more important than fancy, stupid clothes.
But money, I’m no fool.
My brain is not that of an ape.
With those things—and you—
Happiness I can obtain.
Money, I’m no fool.
My head is walking on a road;
If your green help would go along,
Everything I’ll take, everything—I’ll feel so strong.
Money, I’m no fool.
I have so much respect for you.
You turn a mother against her son;
Nations you can overthrow.
Oh God, I’m a fool.
This anxious man you have to heal.
Provide green papers, Lord,
And a good deed will be fulfilled.
Moses, I Don't Wanna Fight
Moses, I don't wanna fight.
Moses, I don't wanna fight.
I may be no virgin, but... I don't wanna die.
My lips have tasted and loved the wine,
But that does not mean I have to die.
Moses, you that see us from space,
What do you think of us humans as a race?
You're more spirit than flesh,
Yet you judge us, above everything else.
Do you remember when your robes were filled with blood
And your head with rage?
In my end, maybe that'll be the same—
But with my blood and my pain.
Music, God's Muse
Music, God's Muse.
Was it true
that mastered by the devil
were you?
Vocal cords reproducing all
twelve tones,
wonders that no human
could ever hear—
is the power of the master of fear.
If you can stay still
while you hear the beat,
the only reason for that
is because you're bedridden, ill.
Music is a tool... remember...
it could be used to fool.
Real powers sounding at megahertz,
filling with blood your pump called heart.
Gripping thy power—
electric whisper of hell.
Hypnotize me not,
oh please, I don't want to die today.
Nietzsche was right,
he told no lie.
Without God's muse,
that's the best excuse... to stop.
F***ing Nintendo
F***ing Nintendo, how I loved you so well!
You treated me so good, even when I wasn't of age.
How I enjoyed Fox, Mario, and Zelda!
But let it be known that I disagree with your current agenda.
F***ing Nintendo, loyal I was
Even when my friends changed their hearts,
And your very own Satan started to grow apart.
F***ing Nintendo, let me tell you that now I’m a grown man.
One can’t be living on nostalgia for so long…
So I say goodbye, once and for all.
Why Do You Watch TV?
Why do you watch TV?
Why do you watch TV?
Is there not enough drama in your life,
That you have to watch strangers argue and fight?
Do you watch with morbid interest,
As the Romans watched the lions tear apart?
Find a hobby, do something that matters,
Consuming TV ads won't let you have it.
Why do you let your kids watch it?
Let me say: the box doesn't make a good nanny.
Flat screen HDTV,
That thing kills their time indeed.
Or maybe you watch because there's
Nothing else to do in your boring life.
Dire Wolf
Never met one, yet so fascinated.
Without a single bark,
He takes care of his pack.
It's the way for those greater than a pet
To be recognized with the valor of their life and death.
More potent than any canine's bite,
Frightening tusks, Hulk among dogs.
Such a great animal, the Dire Wolf.
His prey already dead with fear,
He manages to lead among his peers.
Haha, you don't stand a chance—
For full of scars, the Great Wolves are.
Even on my skin you're Dire Wolf,
Symbol of perseverance over the snow,
Of constancy. Oh dear Wolf,
You do not fail where there's no glow.