The machine spit him out Crushed his soul, body and mind Thought he'd win, but you can't There's no hope for him now
“I was sent to die Yet here I stand The savior of this land
Interzone is no more The scourge that eluded the law Ruined lives and left society to crumble Has been decoded and left to rubble By my own hand”
A passerby gives him some change And he starts the story Yet againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
