He's a wretch and Like all the rest he thinks There's time to make trouble And time to make a mess He says, "Punch in automate Stomp on, stamp out" Mechanized and traumatized He's tapping things obsessively
Find his boss's office and tears it apart Torches the evidence Quits his job
Voltage highways Currents moving constantly Blissed out and circuit bent He's summoned by his majesty
Anxious electric Taps into the registry A challenge to the monolith The obelisk is posturing
Sleeping monsters rise (Manichaean Disguise) Ransacks junk town
Glass-eyed ogre Builds himself an armory' Lives like a hammer (a vulgar dimplomacy
A new kind of prophet Tyranny Trauma A new aristocracy
Finds flaws in the eyes of his enemiesWages war and flies his flag Prelude to the coming of A new machine metropolisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
