How can you speak of revolution,
not knowing what to do with it if it ever really came?
How the hell can you be so useless,
not venturing beyond the surface, is that a safe place to hide?

Yesterday the time was plenty,
but today it ain´t no more
It´s time for you to know what you´re fighting for

But this time I´ll tell you something
you don´t wanna know
You got nowhere to go, run

Your "living for the present" now is history,
an approaching big black mystery will bury you seed for good
Everyone who warned you was "oppressing",
well today you´ll learn a lesson you should´ve learned yesterday