he imagines the world. as the angel ascending. like the ghost of a man. who is tied up to the chair. and he tries to believe. that his life has a meaning. with his hand on his heart. pour le monde. paspour le guerre. and i wake up blind. like my dreams were to bright. and i lost my reguard. for the good things that i had. and the radio was sad. when you listen for good. in a hope that comes to nothing. coz the liars moved in. and they believe their own dark medicine. they act so nonchalant. but he is not a dog. perform for you in the stadium. for the world not for the war. and he wont hesitate. though it might lead to heartache. in the nightclub indigo. for the world not for the war. pour le monde. pas pour la guerre. when you listen for good. in a hope that comes to nothing. coz the liars have moved in. and they brew their own dark medicine. believing its good. behind their jaded eyes a dilemma. hes the best that you ever had. hes so low youll never know