Syncope - Tactical Sekt

Welcome back to consciousness

Welcome back to the world of the living

Breathe deep as your thoughts are composed

You’ve been asleep without dreaming

Search your hands, feel your face

And thoughts without thinking, you’re gone with no trace

We’re victims of the human race

The blind and the blind in unbearable space

We’ve been talking without saying anything

So short a time this life of mine

We’re around for nothing

We’ve been talking without saying anything

So short a time this life of mine

We’re around for nothing

Who told you our immortal soul

Was a place where our dreams were without control?

Who told you that at the end of time

I’d be judged for wasting mine?

«Okay my friend, it’s onto the next life for you.»

«I guarantee you won’t be mourned.»

Who told you our immortal soul

Was a place where our dreams whirl out of control?

Who told you that at the end of time

I’d be damned for wasting mine?

«Revenge is a meal best served cold.»

Welcome back to the land of Nod

We’re (not) here because of anything touched by God

Don’t scream or lose inspiration

We’re going to achieve ourselves real salvation

We want the treatment to begin

Stand up and prepare, or just slumber again

Who told you our immortal soul

Was a place where our dreams were without control

Who told you at the end of time

I’d be judged for wasting mine!

Who told you our immortal soul

Was a place where our dreams whirl out of control

Who told you at the end of time

I’d be damned for wasting mine!

Wasting mine

I’d be damned for wasting mine

Wasting my time!