Open Your Eyes

Your God greets you in the morning
And you hope not to be fallen.
Are you sure you can control your life.
Do you have enough drive?

No matter how hard you try
You’re not gonna feel fine
'Cause you’re beginning to understand
That there are puppeteers on land.

They decide how you live your life.
And they’ll decide when you’ll have to die.
What do you want doesn’t matter.
You’ve already lost this battle.

No. Stop lying. You can do it. Turn around and open your eyes.
Never stop looking for the truth. Turn around and open your eyes.
You feel it, so it’s time. Turn around and open your eyes.
It's your life, get a grip. Turn around and open your eyes

They decide the fate of our world.
Realizing this, I’m starting to feel a terrible cold.
Are we just characters in movies,
Directed by real torturers?

We think the world is in chaos,
But it’s only their sinister plans.
You look at everything with your naive eyes.
Thinking everything in life is nice.

I have some bad news for you.
But really, it’s nothing new.
Try, but you can’t control a thing.
So stop pretending to be king.

No. Stop lying. You can do it. Turn around and open your eyes.
Never stop looking for the truth. Turn around and open your eyes.
You feel it, so it’s time. Turn around and open your eyes.
It's your life, get a grip. Turn around and open your eyes

You’re a slave. You’re a doll. You’re a jerk. You’re a fool.

No. Stop lying. You can do it. Turn around and open your eyes.
Never stop looking for the truth. Turn around and open your eyes.
You feel it, so it’s time. Turn around and open your eyes.
It's your life, get a grip. Turn around and open your eyes