Ignorance

To fill the burning emptiness, we silence the gods from inside us
Let the new master in, let him guide us, into the land of the free

We build a world on our ignorance
Pretend that we care when they die
The strongest will always get high and survive

We are the chosen ones, life is easy and hollow
Touch the sun, let machines run, for us there's no tomorrow

To fill the burning emptiness
We kill all the gods from inside us
They send us their masters to guide us
To the land of the free

To kill the haunting loneliness
We fight to be fully accepted
The fear of being rejected
From the land of the free

We are the chosen ones, life is easy and hollow
Touch the sun, let machines run, for us there's no tomorrow
We are the chosen ones
For us there's no tomorrow

What it is to be free?
Who pays for your freedom?
Who has to suffer to keep up the high society