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A possessed ride straight into a radioactive sun Shining darkly in a black sky At the helm are clowns in suits Smiling, they hide that what everyone knows Group madness still makes us believe That this ship is still under control That we're still on course To dock in a safe harbor Open your eyes! The captain's insane! We're blindly sailing! This trip is the end! You still dumbly believe in their lies Because it's too hard to live without a ray of hope And the madmen in power will still stand at the helm Until the earth turns to dust. No one cares to admit that the helm is broken The race towards power forces them to laugh Blinded, they count on salvation in the life - boats Meanwhile, like rats the fight at the helm Aus Songtexte Mania