All the dreams I had Preys of dangers built by strangers tagged as mad Fantasies lost sleepless nights for a bright future destroyed, smashed and dead Wine sex and prayers for us all opium of the senses for what we are stuck in uncertainty of the past alive puppets for a greater god Die Zukunft has uns alle Wenn unsere Zeit kommt Kalt ruhig und sitzend, Er wird uns finden Er wird keine Anstrengung machen, genau wie wir im Leben auf wiedersehen, schönes Kind Lost our dreams, what do we become now we must find our paths and the life we deserve