Lost machine, giant maze Big engine, cruising space Ozone years, controlled daze... keeps the engine running
Silver beams, analyze Robot teams, supervise That was then, this is now... it must run anyhow
Don't you try, to know why We can't talk, close that door
My father, remembers Grand-father, remembers Patching holes, in the sky... it's running all of the time
I can tell, this is hell No one talks, no one talks One day will we understand How much the future is here right now? One day will they understand... How true... the future is here, and how!
Remain silent
Lost machine, never fails 3-D screen, one message Keep working, generate... it's the same everyday
Don't you try, to know why I can't talk, close that door
My father gave me a small stone that he received from his father. This stone was brought from earth by our early ancestors over 3OO years ago, since the machine started working. Our mission... my mission, to reach central control and throw it into some vital part of the main engine... and blow the precious generator... I do not want to have to pass this down to my own son...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
