Walking all night long without my soul Reigned by machines, feeling every bone I don't understand those computing brains Leaders looking smart, playing their cruel games Nobody would lean up, 'cause of fear Dictators power make them feel so weird See the cue of robots, metallic gray Never see the light of the perfect day
I don't want to go, but I know, I have to be there
Livin' in the city with futuristic signs Trains in the air, connected lines Sky scraping buildings, sulphur atmosphere Exhausted men can't escape from here Don't communicate, looking old and dead Life circumstances drive them mad The masters leading different lifes 2, 3, 4 kalte männer in their paradise
I don't want to go, but I know, I have to be there
Everone's a wheel of the machinery One interrupted, that will chaos be The monotony of work drive them insane One worker died, 'cause of mental pain He should be exchanged like a cheap screw But one didn't want and nobody knew The madman construction tumbled down The former dictators lost their crownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
