Alphaville

HATE, LUST, SOUL, RAGE
You're so full of hate, You're so full of lust
You're so full of soul, You're so full of rage
SPIRIT OF THE AGE
Here comes the voodoo king, here comes a powerful man
My face on every frontpage, my plans for everyone
I reason your existence, that is what I want to be
Your whore and your messiah if you believe in me
I'm not a true creator, I'm just a cheap reflection
I'm the impersonator of anyone's conception
But if you read my lips just on your own behalf
I'll be a remedy not just an epitaph
You're so full of hate, you need a vacation
So full of lust, you need liberation
You need damnation, you need salvation
You're so full of hate
Spirit of the age
Here comes the new religion of everything you are