No single fate, a broken generation
Once guided by hope, now fallen into despair
The chosen few play their game
A man, his hands want to grasp, but they don't need him anymore
His eyes without light, his walk weak and still
He lost all pride already years ago
Sleeplessness every night - Throught of regret
He knows there will be a tomorrow, but why wake up again
All he wanted was freedom, the hope to perhaps fulfill some dreams
A better life for his children, a little piece from the sky But fate betrayed him again
Family and friendship, the only things he never had
Destroyed by comsuption, replaced by egoism and greed, just shame remains
From the very beginning he had no role in the game
Given up, driven to alcohol, to forget about everything
The hope of a revolutioner died, silent, slowly and forever