To overthrow his masters
Always the slave by healthy envy was driven
But is my envy still healthy

When I wish not to inherit the castles they live in

I covet not my neighbour's house

Nor his thralls or his cattle
Only the shield that they are to him
In this battle of life


The poet looks into the mirror
Sees the signs of human action

You may look in there as well
But only see your own reflection


I envy you each day of bliss
Each lucky spell and divine kiss
That the gods bestowed upon you not me


The pictures they paint; are so utterly faint
But clear enough to stir the envy in all

Selftraining classes for the consuming masses
To make us feel ugly and small
But that envy is a safe ally

Is a lie

I live with ghosts from the past

I live in fear that the next day's the last
I can't keep smilling at your games
While the world is falling down in flames

But make no mistake
I wish I could


I cannot $$#ume ignorance
Of the suffering of man
I cannot pretend pleasure

In walking this scorched land
But make no mistake
I wish that I could


Stormtroopers of stupidity
Manipulating magic

Amazing disgrace of the human race
Sells a paradox fantastic:
That opposed to the so-called blessed

You find though you do not seek
Happiness


Sometimes I even envy your conformity
It's not all happy days in the freakshow
you know

Everything bestowed upon you not me

The pictures they paint; are so utterly faint

But clear enough to stir the envy in all
Self training classes for the consuming masses
To make us feel ugly and small

But that envy is a safe ally
Is a lie


Still one can dream of a time
When all the lies have been revealed
And then...


The pictures they paint;
With blood shall be stained

The nightmare of dream factories
Brought down at last
The outcasts shall be the new incrowd, you see

And their mantras a thing of the past
'Cause that envy is a safe ally
Is a lie