Have you not wondered what the world is really like;
How it would look through happy eyes?
For you it's just a judgement on yourself. - It is not there at all.
It's merciless and were it outside you, you should indeed be fearful.
Outside's just the untruth.
So it was you, who made it merciless.
It is not there at all.
It is not there at all - just a picture of what you think you are,
Of how you see yourself, of how you see yourself.
A simple question yet remains and needs an answer.
Do you like what you have made -a world of murder and hate?
A simple question yet remains and needs an answer.
Do you know that you have made - a world of murder and hate?
A simple question yet remains and needs an answer.
Now tell me why do you like what you have made.
You thread your timid way through constant dangers,
Alone and frightened, hoping that death will wait a little longer
Before it overtakes you.
Yet fear's insanity, yet fear's insanity.
If you change your perspective you would agree,
Cause it was you, who made it frightful. - it is not there at all.
