I’m feeling down again To live is a longer way to suicide Time ticked away in vain To know there’s a way out helps to stay in this ride, doped we run we try to overcome the legacy of centuries of fast regression from the wilderness to technology High Resolution God is the machine, central brain of global flattening meltdown of diseases High Resolution God amplify my sins Bet on your own ride, failure is justified, people watching you only on pay-per-view they wait for you to fall, die... at least to crawl Give them true emotions, real life’s substitute High Resolution God Amplify my sins Sky will fall down heavy smooth and flat tread the race within the ground And the mass madness around united will stare down to the screen of God, in perfect resolution we’ll meet the end of time Every fight you win, my friend, will get you closer to the end Just stop and play the videotape, life will be over soon Everytime you lose, my friend, never turn your back again Face the electric wind today Anyway: you’ll die aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
