Apokalypse als Party: Popcorn in der Hand, während die Welt brennt. Eine bittere Satire auf Brot und Spiele, Ablenkung und das kollektive Wegschauen.
False prophets spoke, we followed like sheep,
We're sitting here, with hands full of dust,
Watching the world as it folds.
We're numb, but still, we compromise.
Popcorn in hand, we cheer and scream,
While the world burns, caught in the dream.
Oh, they give us bread and games,
Keep us docile, forget the signs.
We're led like pigs to slaughter slow,
But nobody dares to say no.
We're sinking while we laugh it off,
Too busy to care or shake it off.
They feed us lies, make us blind,
And we all fall in line,
Yeah, we all fall in line.
Oh, what did we expect, with fires on the rise?
Choking on the fumes, blinded by our prize.
Hurrah, the end is coming,
And the red sun keeps on glowing,
We danced as the earth was sinking,
Hurrah, the end is coming,
Now the sky is slowly falling,
Hurrah, the dream is over,
Hurrah, hurrah, the end is coming.
They sold us hope, cheap as it comes,
While filling pockets, their greed hums.
We're spinning in a giant wheel,
It's broken, but we don't feel.
Can't stop the train, it's off the track,
There is no hope, there's no turning back.
Oh, they give us bread and games,
Keep us docile, forget the signs.
We're led like pigs to slaughter slow,
But nobody dares to say no.
We're sinking while we laugh it off,
Too busy to care or shake it off.
They feed us lies, make us blind,
And we all fall in line,
Yeah, we all fall in line.
What did we expect, with fires on the rise?
Choking on the fumes, blinded by our prize.
Hurrah, the end is coming,
And the red sun keeps on glowing,
We danced as the earth was sinking,
Hurrah, the end is coming,
Now the sky is slowly falling,
Hurrah, the dream is over,
Hurrah, hurrah, the end is coming.
The noise drowns out the silent scream,
We chase the next distraction scheme.
Eyes are glued, our souls decay,
What did we expect?
Hurrah, the end is coming
Hurrah, the end is coming
Hurrah,
Hurrah, the end is coming
What did we expect?
Hurrah,
Hurrah,
Hurrah,
What did we expect?
What did we expect, with fires on the rise?
Choking on the fumes, blinded by our prize.
Hurrah,
Hurrah, the end is coming,
And the red sun keeps on glowing,
We danced as the earth was sinking,
Hurrah,
What did we expect,
Hurrah, blinded by our prize.