Wall of emptiness Sadness of destruction The future visions The smell of numbness Pale face, no utterance, no mask No feelings, no nothing, just something Hard to get, hard to give, hard to live Just once again "Try to be free" they said Walkers waiting with their mouth wide open to the sky Looking at a palm full of silicon images and ideals Instant gratification is replacing more meaningful searches Pale face, no utterance, no mask No feelings, no nothing, just something Hard to get, hard to give, hard to live Just once again "Try to be free" they said Just a lost cat How will the unborn child look like? Searching for the screen codes to evolve We used to be the network We still are the network Wandering in the streets Living to stare just one more day And playing while the ground burns away This does not feel to be alive Yet the pale man has spoken "Will you join us?" We are just slaves of our creationsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
