| The worship of creation | |
| Seeming endless | |
| But it will end | |
| And every knee shall bow | |
| Thoughts of a coincidental existence | |
| And a futureless world corrodes into the | |
| Spinal chord of the narcissistic man | |
| A paradigm shift for worse | |
| My ego is my god | |
| Given authority by the enlightenment | |
| Of science, | |
| The enlightenment of the age of freedom | |
| Freedom - the name in which we legalize all | |
| The name in which we tolerate all | |
| Credibility for truth, image for substance | |
| Weakness and failure - unbearable elements in life | |
| Subtly opposed through an endless flow of | |
| Constantly replaced trends, neither allowed | |
| To mature nor to fade | |
| The surroundings, | |
| A mirror reflecting the signals | |
| Of admiration that makes my identity | |
| A constant egocentricity providing a | |
| Purging of anything threatening popularity | |
| The peak of this shallowness | |
| Displayed by the so-called stars | |
| In their quest for self-actualisation | |
| This beautiful people experiencing | |
| The illusion of narcissistic prosperity, | |
| Uncritically and boundlessly admired, | |
| Simply for their own sake |