Liquid sky on the wing of a butterfly



Numbers are running and seconds are numbing

Daisy chain of an infinite combination

Factors are lying for what can be done



You think you have control

You`re nothing but a role

In a theater of distrust

The sun follows the rain



Questions and answers never related to me

To solve this riddle I need the master-key

Coincidence shatters my reality

Who is the puppet player of all these?



[chorus]

Who cares about the colors you see?

Who cares about this fading star?

You read these letters, but who reads you?

Maybe all your life is a simple RANDOM`S MANIFEST!



Slowly I have the chance to understand

The chaos is changing all before my eyes

I cannot comprehend-pure madness is running after me



Random`s Manifest at every sight-the things are changing






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