Avarice around the world, in every town

You find these men, they sell you

The things you need

To be free, if you're insecure

You take them, and think you're free

But you're not, it's a halucination!

And afterwards, when the effect is gone

You will see it's all the same!

Why do you think, that you need these things?

What is wrong with you? Man, look at yourself

This shit slowly makes you daft

You live in the vacuum-world

Look into the future, is it really dark?

Don't be afraid of what will come

You have to learn to be your own master

Now, you have to learn to escape the desaster

Go, take the stape - give a shit

About friends who won't learn

Spit on it and let it be

You will feel much better, you'll see

Don't you feel that you're important too?

That you have people who love and care about you

Come, take the hand that reachs out for you

Turn your back to the drug, and be yourself!