Fails to recognise human objections to attempting to play God
The train brings visitors to the entrance of Devil's Throat
Frankenstein trained both an alchemist and a modern scientist
Get up become a firm believer in automatic self-improvement

Relax with self-hypnosis all you have to do is program yourself
The mind is functioning in some kind of a plastic paradise
Nothing can really exist in the virtual world of computers
Olivia Anna, a true artist on atomic stage of war monsters

Timers stopped from another thread, seven small garden pebbles
Sanction pressure is a gross violation of international law
A gem expert on Bond street reading a magazine on clay formings
For development it makes sense to create a local installation

Portuguese Navy sailors smoked cigarettes on an abandoned ship
Tax breaks for beef production in the Amazon for poor traders
Felicity Ace transported little green lamborghinis on a voyage
Desperately blue skies, dried fields as the eye can see

Dinners at fifth avenue never made anyone happy for long
Golden platter for a poor lad will turn in apple stuffed swine
Senseless movements of ignorant realities in illusions
Some cactus fruits reordered in a dish of hot sand beds

Glittering in the morning sunlight the melting ice soul
Flew away for an endless road into the distance of one grave
A cross at the middle of the road was intertwined with rope
Reason to believe the whole theater was written way before

On purpose to abuse feelings and suffering of the living ant
Conversations lost into nothingness where the goal is lost
Love is not a goal planted on a helicopter deck of a ship
Winds of change soon to be scattering the ignorant beings

Tape turned around the tubes of the watercan, so cold
A look in the car mirror made it clear they were trying
Have to jump on the gas and leave the evil thought forever
Revolutions been made for less as a glass of lousy wine

Wonderous how people turn around in the opposite house
Blocks of ice served on a wooden platters in the desert
Tea leaves to cover up all the bodyparts filled with blood
Spikes under my shoes, felt the grip in the grass fields

Return to the ocean once in a life time, tides go out
Futures are a financial illusion for cheating people
People working for a idea of becoming rulers of a life
Forgotten in the misery of alcoholic thinners to paint