| Yes, so the message goes | |
| Like an insect in its death throes | |
| A magic carpet ride to hell | |
| Then back to her with time to tell | |
| A metal scar on every face | |
| We walk to a forbidden place | |
| Where dirty water cleans the soul | |
| We pour into another hole | |
| Under a concrete sky | |
| Barricades begin to rise | |
| Sun and stars begin to fall | |
| A sonic boom condemns us all | |
| Decapitated soldiers fight | |
| And ministers control the light | |
| In leaking gas we bake our flesh | |
| And in the air we fight for breath | |
| Here comes a secret delivery | |
| All aboard the reason why | |
| A broken down discovery | |
| The rules, the rules do not apply | |
| I'm half blind and I'm losing | |
| A picture that is out of control | |
| I'm lying on the ground but I'm moving | |
| A prison being built round my soul | |
| Auf Dem Fliegenden Teppich Zur Holle Und Zuruck | |
| Mit Ausfuhrlichem Bericht | |
| Unter Bleiernem Himmel | |
| Barrikaden Verdunkeln Das Licht | |
| Kopflose Soldaten In Der Schlacht | |
| Insekten In Todeszuckungen | |
| Im Angesicht Verloschender Gestirne Verlassen | |
| Uns Alle Hoffnungen |