Text:
Verse 1
They bought the bots, they cut the ranks,
said “Efficiency!” while minds sank.
We built the lines, we held the keys,
now shadows whisper: “We’re easily replaced.”

Hook
We’re the ones who gave the tools,
we’re not the broken fools.
Machines can do the work,
but never hold the soul.
Tool, not replacement —
that was the goal.

(solo)

Verse 2
Jobs we loved, skills we owned,
now fine print reads: “Out of zone.”
But human’s more than cog and gear,
it’s heart, it’s mind, it’s living here.

Bridge
When you fire the voice who cared,
when you silence the soul who dared,
you’ll see the ghost of what you lost —
cost savings now, but at what cost?

(solo)

Final Hook
We’re the ones who gave the tools,
we’re not the broken fools.
Machines can do the work,
but never hold the soul.
Tool, not replacement —
rise and take control.

Tool, Not Replacement

Text:
Verse 1
We split the atom, called it light,
a holy spark in endless night.
But every glow leaves shadows deep,
a promise we could never keep.

Pre-Chorus
Steel and silence underground,
ghosts of power, nowhere bound.
Who’ll remember what we’ve done,
when the waste outlives the sun?

Chorus
We heat the water, cool our minds,
call it progress, leave behind
a poison we can’t run away from —
the waste of the sun.

(solo)

Verse 2
Chernobyl burned in '86,
a silent scream the world can’t fix.
Fukushima drowned in waves,
reactors turned to glowing graves.

Pre-Chorus 2
And still they say it’s “safe and clean”,
ignore the tears behind the scene.
The atoms hum, the children run,
from the waste of the sun.

Bridge
No vault can hold forever’s flame,
no warning sign can bear our name.
The future listens, cold and numb —
to echoes of what we’ve become.

Final Chorus (slow and fading)
We heat the water, cool our minds,
call it progress, leave behind…
a shadow that will never be undone —
the waste of the sun.

Outro
(gesprochen, ruhig, fast flüsternd)
Thousands of years…
and the ground still hums.
Long after our names are dust,
the atoms remember.

(sanft gesungen)
We build our towers,
then fade from sight,
our children guard
the ghost of light.

(Sprechpause, dann KI-Stimme oder Echo)
Ten thousand years…
and counting.
The fire sleeps —
but never dies.

Waste of the Sun

Text:
Verse 1
Zeus had thunder, now we’ve got screens,
we pray to Wi-Fi, chase our dreams.
Odin gave his eye for truth,
we trade our souls for streams and views.

Pre-Chorus
From pyramids to satellites,
same hunger, same old fights.
Gilgamesh looked for eternal breath,
we google “how to conquer death”.

Chorus
We are myths reborn in neon light,
ancient stories dressed in byte.
Heroes fall, the crowd pretends —
that glory never ends.

(solo)

Verse 2
Medusa stares from mirrored phones,
turning hearts to scrolling stones.
The flood still comes, the ark’s online,
we sell salvation, one click at a time.

Bridge (Spoken / deep echo)
From temples to servers, from altars to code,
we walk the same road.
The gods are gone, but their hunger remains —
inside our brains.

(solo)

Final Chorus (slow, echoing)
We are myths reborn in neon light,
sailing through the endless night.
No Olympus, no Valhalla, no throne —
just humans, afraid to be alone.

(End)
(Musik klingt aus, Stimme leise, fast geflüstert)
And maybe… with a little luck…
we’ll be the myth someday.

Mythos of Modern Men

Text:
[Verse]
I saw a spark in the velvet skies
A flicker of hope where the silence lies
Starchild calling
Through the black it flies

[Chorus]
Oh starchild
Are you real or a dream
Floating through the endless stream
Oh starchild
Do you hear my plea
Come and light the dark in me

(solo)

[Verse 2]
Your glow’s a whisper
Soft and cold
A story of stars
A tale untold
Through cosmic winds
Your hands unfold

[Prechorus]
Are you the answer
Or just a sign
Are you the start
Or the end of time

[Chorus]
Oh starchild
Are you real or a dream
Floating through the endless stream
Oh starchild
Do you hear my plea
Come and light the dark in me

(solo)

[Bridge]
Starchild
My compass
My northern star
Guiding me home
Wherever you are
Starchild
My beacon
My silent song
I’ve been searching for you all along

Starchild

Text:
Verse 1
Dad lights his stick, says “just a puff”,
said it calms the nerves when the days are rough.
He never knew his pause would burn
through more than smoke — his kids watch and learn.

Little John, thirteen, eyes too old,
saw the clouds his father sold.
He asked “why you do this?” — the answer cold:
“I’m grown, I choose” — but the story’s told.

Pre-Chorus
And now the flavors come in neon lights,
kids chasing clouds in empty nights.
You gave them habit, gave them stage,
you fill your pocket while they turn the page.

Chorus
Smoke you left,
you left behind your child with a habit’s chain.
Smoke you left,
now the lessons cost more than your shame.
We fight the mirror, fight the cause,
breaking free from your silent laws.

The sweet poison from China 
is slowly killing our children

(Solo)

Verse 2
Marco at ten, sees the glow,
wonders if the smoke’s his father’s show.
Dad says “it’s freedom” — the cage swings slow,
children pay for what the grown-ups owe.

Millions puffing, youth caught in nets,
flavored lies, bright as sweets. 


Addiction sneaks where the laughter sets,
and the price? The price is a broken bet.

Bridge
You can’t just pass your shadows on,
hoping they’ll grow strong.
We’ll break the cycle, beat the drum,
teach the kids what silence hums.

(solo)

Final Chorus
Smoke you left,
you left behind your future in a ring of white.
Smoke you left,
we’ll fight your ghost and claim the light.
I’m the warrior, in my chair I roll,
not just surviving — I reclaim my soul.

The sweet poison from China 
is slowly killing our children

Outro (spoken, deep, calm)
Sometimes I fight my way up, like a turtle flipped on its back.
Now I understand her struggle — and I rise, because I don’t give up.

Smoke You Left

Text:
(Verse 1)
In the silence between two lights,
a giant breathes its final fight.
Gravity pulls, the fire screams —
a furnace tears apart its dreams.

(Pre-Chorus)
Ashes of worlds, drifting through time,
gold is born from a dying shine.
In every heart, a spark remains —
we are the dust of stellar flames.

(Chorus)
When stars die, they don’t fade, they create —
new worlds from their cosmic fate.
The end is never truly gone,
it’s the start of another dawn.

(Verse 2)
Nuclear fire turns to night,
iron hearts can’t hold the light.
The universe weeps, yet starts again —
life reborn from the final flame.

(solo)

(Bridge)
Billions of years, one endless breath,
creation dances close to death.
From chaos rises harmony,
from darkness, our eternity.

(Outro)
We fall, we rise, we burn, we cry —
we are the reason the stars still die.
And when they do, we understand —
the universe is in our hand.

When Stars Die

Text:
Verse 1
They rush to the stars, just to burn in the glow,
but I roll slow, I know where to go.
They chase after noise, I follow the tone,
a whisper’s enough, I don’t need a throne.

Chorus
Can’t run — still free,
the world can watch, but it won’t own me.
I’m rollin’, not fallin’, just bein’ me,
I don’t need speed — I need honesty.

(solo)

Verse 2
They scream your name till you lose your face,
I keep my soul in a quieter place.
Fame’s a fire, I’ll light just a spark,
enough to be seen — not torn apart.

Chorus (repeat)
Can’t run — still free,
the world can watch, but it won’t own me.
I’m rollin’, not fallin’, just bein’ me,
I don’t need speed — I need honesty.

(solo)

Outro
If you find me in silence, don’t make a sound,
I’m free on my wheels, still earthbound.

Can’t Run, Still Free

Text:
Intro (spoken, kalt):
Sie schrieben uns vor hundertfünfzig Jahren Handelsverträge in den Sand.
Jetzt schreiben wir Codes.
Und die Wolken schmecken süß.

Verse 1
Früher Segel, jetzt Container,
Opium rauchte die Kanäle leer.
Handelsstiefel auf fremdem Sand,
ein Volk blutet — niemand fragt mehr.

Die Uhr dreht weiter, still und laut,
die Schuld im Boden, man hat sie geglaubt.
Jetzt fließt das Gift anders, bunt verpackt,
in Kinderhände, leicht geklickt, geschickt.

Pre-Chorus
Ist es Kalkül? Ist’s nur Geld?
Ist Rache still, oder nur ein Feld?
Die Macht formt Märkte, Märkte formen Schmerz —
das Spiel bleibt gleich, nur das Blatt ist neu besetzt.

Chorus (wütend, stadiontauglich)
Geschichte rächt sich — leise oder laut,
was du säst, kommt zurück, irgendwann gebaut.
Nicht als Held, nicht als Urteil, nur als Spiegel der Zeit,
von Opium bis Vape — die Abhängigkeit bleibt.

(solo)

Verse 2
Sie bieten Aromen, süß wie Lügen,
verkaufen Nebel, wo sich Kinder wiegen.
Die Fabriken zählen, die Konten füll’n,
und wir wundern uns, warum die Jugend stillt.

War’s Absicht? Oder nur Profit?
Die Antwort liegt im stillen Schritt.
Wenn ein Imperium Wunden kennt,
wird auch das Echo einen Weg benennen.

Bridge (leise, bedrohlich)
Wer die Geschichte lehrte, lernt sie nie verzeihn,
sie atmet durch Generationen, bleibt nicht allein.
Und wenn die Schwäche hierzuland schon liegt,
schreibt die Zeit in Rache, die keiner wiegt.

(solo)

Final Chorus (explosiv)
Geschichte rächt sich — nicht wie ein Mord,
sondern als Spiegel, hart und stur.
Wir wurden einst gemacht zu Konsumenten,
jetzt zahlt die Welt mit neuen Abhängigkeiten.

Outro (spoken, resigniert)
Vielleicht ist es Rache. Vielleicht ist es nur Markt.
Vielleicht sind wir alle bloß die Flanke eines Spiels.
Eines Tages fragt man: Wer hat das Spiel begonnen —
und wer hat zugesehen, als es begann?

Geschichte rächt sich

Happy walk down the street

Text:
Intro (gesprochen, ruhig mit etwas Witz):
Hey du, ja genau du!
Ich hab hier eine Geschichte für dich.
Wenn du die auswendig lernst,
kriegst du in Physik garantiert bessere Noten –
versprochen!
Probier’s mal …
Und grüß deinen Lehrer von mir!
(kurze Pause)

Strophe 1:
Am Anfang war gar nichts – kein Licht, kein Wind, kein Ton,
nur Stille und ein Punkt so klein wie ein Atom.
Dann plötzlich: Boom! – das große Erwachen,
aus Energie begann das Leben zu lachen.

Pre-Refrain:
Kein Zauberstab, kein fremder Plan,
nur Physik – und sie fängt zu tanzen an.

Refrain:
Aus Nichts wird Raum, aus Licht wird Zeit,
die Energie tanzt – und Materie bleibt.
Kein Wunder, nur Natur in Flammen,
wir sind das, was Sterne atmen.

(solo)

Strophe 2:
Der Raum wird größer, Galaxien erwacht,
aus Chaos wird Ordnung, ganz sacht, ganz sacht.
Sterne sterben, doch sie geben nicht auf,
aus ihrem Staub baut das Leben sich auf.

Bridge:
Das Weltall bläst sich auf wie ein Ballon im Wind,
nicht weil was reinfliegt – der Raum wächst, mein Kind.
Gravitation zieht, Strahlung drückt,
und irgendwo da draußen – hat ein Stern gezuckt.

(solo)

Refrain (Final):
Aus Nichts wird Raum, aus Licht wird Zeit,
die Energie tanzt – und wir sind dabei.
Kein Zauber, nur Natur in Flammen,
wir sind das, was Sterne atmen.

Outro (gesprochen):
Also, wenn dich dein Lehrer fragt,
woher alles kommt –
dann sag einfach:
„Vom Boom ins Jetzt.“
Und zwinkere dazu.

Sternenstaub und Raum aus Nichts

Text:
(Intro – spoken, echo effect)
“Hey Paris… you took my breath once,
but gave it back tonight.”

(Verse 1)
Pam, can you hear me,
the city still bleeds wine and rain.
Ray, my brother, the keys still sing,
I walk among the ghosts again.

(Pre-Chorus)
And on the stone it’s written clear,
words of my own demon dear —
‘KATA TON DAIMONA EAUTOU’
I lived by him, I’ll die by truth.

(Chorus – Gospel choir joins in)
Oh Lord, I’m back again,
no heaven, no hell, just the sound of men.
My voice in the wind, my soul unchained,
I’m free again — I’m free again.

(solo)

(Bridge)
The graves are silent, but the echoes talk,
I follow my shadow through the dark.
Pam, the circle’s closing fast,
but music — music always lasts.

(Outro – choir fades, wind and soft organ)
The circle closes…
and the song goes on.

Père-Lachaise – The Circle Closes

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Tool, Not Replacement

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