Personal War - The Bag Of Bones lyrics

Senselesness and tragedy reflects our time our common lifes We life for hours, live for days, live for years and are just witnesses of a growing colder atmosphere with any thought in webs you're caught of rules and so called choice of free And you don't recognize you go the way especiallymeant for you You trust in friends that know much better than you about the sense of life You are no more than sh** on low-priced shoes, fed with all their lies Restlessness fulfils your dreams there is too much dissatisfied It is the wish to fulfil your own will your own choice your own dreams In the wrong way it seems The bag of bones Collects your thoughts of your dreamworld like a harvester The bag of bones The disease of our modern time The bag of bones The new spun web it grabs your neck