Avarice around the world, in every town 
You find these men, they sell you 
The things you need 
To be free, if you're insecure 
You take them, and think you're free 
But you're not, it's a halucination! 
And afterwards, when the effect is gone 
You will see it's all the same! 
Why do you think, that you need these things? 
What is wrong with you? 
Man, look at yourself 
This shit slowly makes you daft 
You live in the vacuum-world 
Look into the future, is it really dark? 
Don't be afraid of what will come 
You have to learn to be your own master 
Now, you have to learn to escape the desaster 
Go, take the stape - give a shit 
About friends who won't learn 
Spit on it and let it be 
You will feel much better, you'll see 
Don't you feel that you're important too? 
That you have people who love and care about you 
Come, take the hand that reachs out for you 
Turn your back to the drug, and be yourself!