Artificial Eden: The Pleasure Principle (Addiction Theme)

Quick fix culture - born of frustration We're perched headlong on the fast lane Of burn out leading to boredom. The desolate places within each of us Cannot be filled, refreshed or soothed by The relentless pursuit of one night stands Prozac prescribed to millions of persons To numb the pain of existence But it never heals the inner kingdom Just scratches the outer surface Of the ravaged ego's deadly - Hydra like symptoms All our lives we seem to move Back and forth from dark to light From light to darkness From the cradle to the grave We are the eternal seekers Expectant and self - serving But the search for new sensation Leads to the threshold of despair Invasion of the pure pools of silence By the endless noise of desire Addictions that sidetrack and eclipse The hallowed energy of our higher selves Addictions that deaden our truest desires From tranquilisers to angel dust and heroin. If its ecstasy that you crave Desire creates more desire If its escape you crave Desire feeds off desire Mainlining smack The ultimate fix When needle and vein Engage in a kiss That will lead to Closer communion The rush of blood The sheer thrill When the brain Receives the hit Of rapid, small Explosions Oh the feeling! Oh the ecstasy And then the swan dive slow Like falling flakes of snow. Words turn to dreams Flesh to phantoms. The precious spark In all of us has died Fragments of beauty Lie paralysed. Quick fix culture A tortured procession Of addictive personalities The desert grows within us all Woe to those who hide The wastelands of the heart.