Seeker of Truth (Chainsaw)

Easy rules Easy formulas for Easy life Searching for truth in the world of lie A lie of thousands faces A thought is floating in the infinite sea Of rudeness and lunacy Obscurity and insularity I don't get who is blind Me or the morons on TV Chorus: The sailors on the sea of lunacy I don't want to sail with you Sail alone The sailors on the sea of lunacy To the hell of ignorance Sail alone Dead rules Dead formulas for Dead life Who will point to the source today? Who will show us the path today? I'm drowning immensely In this daily pulp Which will make everything even The army of people with souls made of shit is growing chorus: