Blurred (Agonoize remix)

"On August 29th, 1997,

it's gonna feel pretty fucking real to you, too!

Anybody not wearing two million sunblock is gonna have

a real bad day, get it?

You think you're safe and alive? You're already dead! Everybody! Him, you, you're dead already!

This whole place!

Everything you see is gone!

You're the one living in a fucking dream,

Silberman! Because I know it happens! It happens!"

The clouds, the faces stoned

the ghosts of love are leaving

always locked in this time

what ends when anything bleeding

Wear the big grey-straightjacket

the rusty chains of life

give up all sightless faith

lay down all your pride

The wishes, the shouts like water

steril thoughts, an open sore

and we will dissolve

as blood drifts like snow

Wear the old grey-straightjacket

the hard blindfolded life

blurred, stained and covered

bury all your pride

See a freezing decade

of love - stained pictures

turns in to hate

now it's to late forever