The Circus of the Collective Songtext
von Enigma

The hidden flaw of man
Is his insatiable desire to dominate
Though he can only feel complete
When everybody sees what he sees

From this dependence
Mankind gains weakness
Sickening from a lack of progress
It feeds off the instability of the weaker
Through manipulation, fears and lies
The collective abides

What one man accomplishes alone
Becomes envy of the frail
The feeble aim to deprive him of this ambition
It is this insubordination
Of the individual
That agitates society′s strive
For the preservation of its normalcy
As if it lingered


The herd casts a veil
That everyone is all one in the same
But this could never be further from the truth
It is this myth
That the weaker grasps in desperation
To justify the denial of profit

The depth of humanity's
Adversity entrenches beyond
Abysmal scales when it
Grasps on mirages of promises
Society falls while the collective dances to the waltz
In synchronized formation; tethered to chains
Welded with lies

"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Step right up!
We welcome you this glorious evening to
Witness the degradation of our fellow man
Seven billion performers will show you
What you won′t see elsewhere!
I bring to you, the human sheep!"


The depth of humanity's
Adversity entrenches beyond
Abysmal scales when it
Grasps on mirages of promises
Society falls while the collective dances to the waltz
In synchronized formation; tethered to chains
Welded with lies

From this dependence
Mankind gains weakness
Sickening from a lack of progress
It feeds off the instability of the weaker
Through manipulation, fears and lies
The collective abides