We are connected to the main frame Connected to the wire Connected to the human brain Of roses and fire
We are connected to cyber space Connected to death The only thing we never feel Is the weight of our breath
Out here in the country With the night coming on Connected now to nothing Like dogs in a storm
Apocalypse is coming Here come the undead Marching in chaos Like the thoughts in your head
We are connected to the main frame With our souls plugged in Our spirits are now digital We were electrical skin
We are figments of the Internet It's hand reaching out Bleeding through our eyes In the heart of our drought
The desert here is empty Our cure is disease Our god is on a screen The sky on its knees
The rain of pollution The fog of ideas There is no absolution Just crocodile tears
Here comes the revolution No army to beat No big bomb exploding Or cyanide to eat
Computer domination A world without bounds A soul in mutilation Like the silence of sounds
Here come the revolution Electronically made The death of evolution The humanity fade Humanity fade Humanity fadeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
