BEAST

I am sick of this game of right & wrong...
seems to me this life is just a fraud...

...what am I living for?
...what am I waiting for?

Is it love is it fame
isn't it all just a game
am I merry and gay
and what's the price to pay

Seems I got it all wrong deep inside
wasting breath trying to figure out my mind
I always thought that was me
- but was it really mine?


Time to make my own stand
time to take my own hand
time to live the beast in me
that might just be the best of me



All we hide, all we fear
just to be with someone near
all we think all we say
just to live another day

...is this life?

Is this me, is this you
is this what we´d choose to do
live a lie in the name of `god´
where all that´s worth is names of gold

...is this life?

Call it love call it pain
while we simply go insane
call it god call it game
we are waiting in vain


Time to make my own stand
time to take my own hand
time to live the beast in me
that might just be the best of me


I am sick of this bullshit called 'love'
children starve as we speak in this world
In the name of what god
can we justify this fraud

Who are we in this game
and who placed us in this frame
Everyone with a name
search for fame
Unless they starve
in the name
...of `love´

The `god of love´ isn't coming tonight
some more innocent thousands will die
How long 'till we see what is real
and stop hiding behind our fear


Time to make my own stand
time to take my own hand
time to live the beast in me
it could be the best of me

Time to care for all life
I cannot live a lie
I am here
Do you hear
Open your heart and
Make your stand