| Reaching for the end, I wouldn't hold my breath | |
| Smothered thoughts, all alike, machine-like beings walk on by | |
| ...through smouldering remains... | |
| Scorched by flames, from the burning cold | |
| Mental ice-age, reality postponed | |
| When all is said and done, what will be left of you? | |
| All signs point towards regression | |
| None show the width of their obsession | |
| ...the undeniable truth... | |
| So weak, so forgotten and so forfeit | |
| Without conscience and without faith | |
| No beliefs to call your own, their origin remains unknown | |
| No equality in present day | |
| There's been no progress made | |
| You're still here to produce and to consume | |
| No equality in present state | |
| There's been no progress made | |
| And we're all still their slaves | |
| Shocking truth, deliverer of pain | |
| Better start to move, don't just sit and drown in shame | |
| ...of not doing anything... | |
| When the seas calm down | |
| But only then will our fury finally sleep | |
| Until then this whip will deal out its' lashes constantly | |
| No equality in present day | |
| There's been no progress made | |
| You're still here to produce and to consume | |
| No equality in present state | |
| There's been no progress made | |
| And we're all still their slaves | |
| And we're all still their slaves |
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