Let your arrogance grow Like tightrope slinging round your veins Let the pride grow Like piano strings wrapped around your veins Let the ignorance of desire grow Like children in a bombed place Somewhere in the back of your mind Drifting downwards till your left ear grow He put a cartridge into his gun He pointed to his head where his left ear grow Let the filthness of imagination grow Like poison gas raising up to the sky Where the layer try but cannot stop a billion factories Stop a million dollar dream He switched on the monitor and saw the breakfast table Then himself He pushed the bu*tom in slow motion In slow motion And watched his own suicide He saw his fingers trembling on the trigger of a gun New sensations Brand new feelings Let the agony grow Like skyscrapers got no shame He played it all till the end of the game He followed the pipeline Into his dead hope