Opprobrium Songtext
von Matt Holubowski

An orange balloon floats o′er the moon
And is held by an old white string
The schoolyard's games and an old white rage
While the rest of us hope it will burst
The bigger it drains
The more I fill with regret
And with fear I am paralyzed

Oh why do we laugh
At this ignorant crisis
That reminds me so much of 1939

The whole world dangles from an old white string
I look on eclipsed eyes that can′t change a goddamn thing


Aporium, aporium
Aporium, aporium

The monuments stand on my hallowed land
Where the soil is forever unchanged

Now so as we might, however manic
What grows here will also always be the same

The whole world dangles from an old white string
I look on eclipsed eyes that can't change a goddamn thing

Aporium, aporium
Aporium, aporium

The whole world dangles on an old white string
I look on eclipsed eyes that can't change a goddamn thing
The whole world dangles from an old white string
I look on eclipsed eyes that can′t change a goddamn thing