A thought can be a prison cell

The past has no truth to tell

A thought can be an atom bomb

But it will burn at fourfiveone

A thought can be dangerous

Protect the people from themselves

A thought can be a loaded gun

But it will burn at fourfiveone



It will burn at fourfiveone



A thought can be criminal

Suppress the individual

A thought can be a mother's son

But he will burn at fourfiveone

A thought can be the enemy

Betrayer of "the family"

A thought leads to another one

But they will burn,,, they all will burn...



Firemen who start fires

Are you happy?



Watching the walls

Locking the doors

Taking the pills

It'll all be over soon...

Watching the screens

Counting the sheep

Faking the smile

It'll all be over soon...



White pages burning black

The jets are overhead

The clock is turning back

tock.. tick... tock...



Pretty holes in rows

All lined up in nice neat rows

Drowning in the glow

Drowning in the deep blue glow

It kills you so slow

So slow that you don't even notice

All the lines you tow

All the dreams that you let go



Firemen who start fires

Firemen who start fires

Firemen who start fires

Purify! Purify!



Are you happy?