The meaning from Myopia (2007) by Utopia Now

A book of crimes and parabolic lines,
subliminal manipulation of a feeble mind.
A hope, a drill, a hypnotized-up will,
turns every-day coincidence into a waving sign.
Imagine a ship that’s horizon-bound,
a card-house built on earthquake-stricken ground.
It’s but a matter of time,
until its futileness must conquer a poisoned mind.

The intellect's tempestuous attacks,
a mighty weapon sabotaged by ignorance to facts.
The consequence of final cognizance:
The burden of creating meaning with your very hands.
So in every cloud there’s a face to be seen,
intelligent design behind every gene.
It’s but a matter of time
until its foolishness must conquer a poisoned mind.

Chorus:
Hope is talking to the ceiling.
Folded hands are searching for meaning
in a world so indefinite and meaningless.

Bridge:
And the void is everywhere.
The lack of guidance leaves us lone and bare.
Six billion children without a father's lap,
it's horror - it's freedom!

• No Use For A Name
• Punk
• bad religion
• nofx
• punk rock
• Berlin