you want to tell me what to do you want me to behave trust me i've got plans for you you are not the first and not the last i'm fucking tired of all this shit so shut the fuck up and see my fist punch! it's been a long fight and now we rise you cannot stop us and now is our time you never had to take it! so we show you our anger and our pain! no more courtesy, no more hiding no more courtesy, punch!

there is a reason i can't hear your shit anymore it's not critiques, it's only trash i can't help you feeling better anymore i can't let you continue like this demand from others, don't do anything yourself you can never stand the mistakes of others you just throw accusations everyday you're changing your opinion i will never take you serious like this demand from others, don't do anything yourself

this is a joke, you're a fucking joke everything you protect is your abusive act we can play your game, the game of fear you will lose i guarantee law and order, law and order fuck your law and order! stand up against oppression and state smash the domination stand up against opression and state smash the domination law and order, law and order fuck your law and order!

this is my body and my body is mine you'll not decide on it at any time and when we'll catch you in the streets, it will be the last time that you tell us how to live and how to be you don't save the life of an unborn you are about to destroy one i tell you why your life is a lie all of you deserve to die and when we finally got rid of you we live our lifes how we want to

this cop acted too violent that cop did a very good job this one is clearly a racist and this one only followed orders that cop misjudged the situation this one did as he was taught this cop acted highly unprofessional and this one only did his job what difference does it make wether the one who punches you in the face does so because he was told to do it or just because he can? where is the line? who draws the line? which one is good or bad? they all look the same to me! that police serves the dictatorship our police serves the people that police is attacking peaceful protestors our police always finds a reason. our police protects law and order that police is a corrupted gang of thugs our police also was a part of the regime but since the government changed they are not so bad anymore! where is the line? who draws the line? which one is good or bad? they all look the same to me! they all look the same to me! they all look the same to me!

i look outside my cave and only see cold and cloudy air surrounding me i cry and scream and no light to see can't this cold world enter me isolation my brain just built a wall i need more strenght to make it fall this endless frustration is a whole abomination isolation wreckless, wreckless, this loneliness, wreckless

i turn on the tv they talk about nuclear war i switch the channel they talk about climate catastrophe i think about it every day i feel this preassure in my head what a time to be alive! and all the big people with all their big words they smile and shake hands over the disaster they caused i can‘t see how they will fix this i only see more surveillance i see more weapons , more borders, more money and violence! it seems like there is not much future for us now i understand what they talked about in the 80‘s… there is no future on a dying planet! there is no future for us! i learned about a new thing lately it‘s called climate depression and the more i think about it the less i can understand why the ones responsible can still walk home safely what a time to be alive there‘s poison in my food and in the air i breath so why should i even bother to quit smoking? it feels like the perfect time to not give a fuck about anything maybe the bombs will fall before cancer gets me… there is no future on a dying planet! there is no future for us!

how can you stay at home, when you got no home, how should you hide when you got no place to go how should you recover, if you got no place to stay safe how should you catch breath, when you're always on the run picture this and tell me how you`d feel 'bout a society that won't treat you like a human being a society that hates the poor! they call you criminal and take everything you have they call you thieve while they are drowning in wealth they judge you from the safety of their homes and make shure, that you got no place to go picture this and tell me how you`d feel 'bout a society that won't treat you like a human being a society that hates the poor!

so tell me want you want, what you really really want! i want to see this systems downfall in its ruins the beginning of something new no government or church left in power no authority but our own i want to be with the people in the streets taking back our lives capitalism, finally overcome i want everything for everyone the patriarchy just a distant memory as everybody is finally free i want our relationships to be truely equal to be open and caring i want to see all police stations burning, people dancing around the flames. i want communitys living by their own decisions no oppression to hold them down i want to see every wall painted creativity no privilege anymore i want all cages to be open, every creature to be free i want all borders to be abolished no nation left to seperate us i want to change the way we live, we speak, we think, i want to change everything! my hate for the ruling system, and for those who defend it. my certainty that there can be a different world and that there are so many ways to fight for it. so tell me want you want, what you really really want… i want an a in a circle, a in an circle, a in a circle, a in a circle!

every day after i wake up it doesnt take long until i get dragged back into this cold and cruel reality we all live in. usually all it takes is a look into the newspaper. page one. it says here that around every fifth person in austria under the age of 18 has suicidal thoughts...every day. every fifth person! sadly, this doesnt surprise me. imagine growing up in a society that teaches you selfishness and competition more than anything else. a society where all your dreams, your talents, your creativity, your needs, are only relevant if somebody can turn them into money. a society that passes on traumas from one generation to the next because nobody ever gave a shit about it as long as people were able to go to work. imagine growing up in a world that is very likely to face a complete ecological collapse by the time your grandchildren will be born. every day! every day! a few hours later i am busy writing applications for jobs i dont want because the jobcenter threathens to take away the bare minimum of money they give me to somehow get by if i dont sell 40 hours of every week of my life to the highest bidder. this makes me feel like i‘m not a human beeing anymore but a number in calculation, only a certain amount of workforce that has just one single purpose: to create profit. and in fact that‘s what we all are, that‘s what they made us, just resources that have to be put in place and managed in the most efficient way possible without any regards of the human beeings behind the numbers. every day the lifes of millions are sacrified to our capitalist system are being crushed between the gears of the economy sold by the powerful, applauded by the rich all under the all-embracing rule of the oh-so-free market. every day! every day! and while i am writing these lines in the east of europe our wise and mighty leaders are pushing each other into another pointless war. another possibility for the desperate to gather around the flag of their great nation to be sent into the slaughterhouse to heroicly give their lives for their country. maybe nobody will ever hear this song because soon everything and everybody we ever knew will be buried under the ruins of our great civilization and the nuklear fallout will be the only thing left of the greatest race that has ever walked the earth. maybe soon it will all be over. maybe soon it will all be gone.