Dismiss the telegram
This is no exhibition
A pile of papers that are bound and tethered
We know the end of man
Will stem from stale tradition
Relaying opinions changing like the weather

And this will never be
And this will never be reversed
An installation
Sending an open invitation
To all the pioneers
Driven by suspicion
The old world is gone and we keep wishing
For a new frontier
To sink our teeth in
And forget what you thought you believed in

The plans we execute
Are far between and few
But I’ll go around the world
Just for something to do
Existence is fleeting you spend your life dreaming
The shores are exhausted the tide is receding

And this will never be
And this will never be reversed
An installation
Sending an open invitation
To all the pioneers
Driven by suspicion
The old world is gone and we keep wishing
For a new frontier
To sink our teeth in
And forget what you thought you believed in

And those who
Resisted were dragged out from their homes
This necklace was fashioned
Out of their teeth and bones.
And those who
Resisted were dragged out from their homes
This necklace was fashioned
Out of their teeth and bones.
Out of their teeth and bones.

To all the pioneers
Driven by suspicion
The old world is gone and we keep wishing
For a new frontier
To sink our teeth in
And forget what you thought you believed in