Swimming in the troubled waters of the days to come
Waiting here for the end
Floating in the too heavy air of almost nothing
To whom should I reach out?

If I must fall from high
Let my fall be slow
I have found rest
Only in indifference
Yet, I would like to find innocence again
But nothing makes sense, and nothing is right

Everything is chaos beside me
All my ideals, damaged words
I seek a soul who can help me
I am from a disenchanted generation, disenchanted

Who could prevent me from hearing everything
When reason collapses
To which saint should we devote ourselves, who can claim
To cradle us in their womb

If death is a mystery
Life is nothing tender
If the sky has a hell
The sky can well wait for me
Tell me, in these contrary winds, how to cope?
Nothing makes sense anymore, nothing is right

Everything is chaos beside me
All my ideals, damaged words
I seek a soul who can help me
I am from a disenchanted generation, disenchanted

Chaos, chaos
Cha-cha-cha-cha-chaos
Cha-cha-cha-cha-chaos

Everything is chaos beside me
All my ideals, damaged words
I seek a soul who can help me
I am from a disenchanted generation

Chaos
Cha-cha-cha-cha-chaos

I seek a soul who can help me
I am from a disenchanted generation

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