A mass illusion
  Blind men in a line
  They smother their fires with gasoline
  
  A stranger's contribution
  Everybody's on the run
  No clue where they are heading
  
  A spineless attempt
  Have we lost it completely?
  It always ends up in a mess
  
  [Chorus:]
  
  A liar's ambition
  Praised like a king
  Every day in every way
  We are getting weaker
  
  You won't go far
  With the life that you're living
  Every day in every way
  We are getting weaker
  
  [Verse:]
  
  Slow and calculated
  Afraid of the sleeping
  We'll never ever reach the goal