Liquid sky on the wing of a butterfly
Numbers are running and seconds are numbing
Daisy chain of an infinite combination
Factors are lying for what can be done

You think you have control
You're nothing but a role
In a theater of distrust
The sun follows the rain

Questions and answers never related to me
To solve this riddle I need the master-key
Coincidence shatters my reality
Who is the puppet player of all these?

[chorus]
Who cares about the colors you see?
Who cares about this fading star?
You read these letters, but who reads you?
Maybe all your life is a simple RANDOM'S MANIFEST!

Slowly I have the chance to understand
The chaos is changing all before my eyes
I cannot comprehend-pure madness is running after me

Random's Manifest at every sight-the things are changing