Вершы:
Electronic

mind Machines gave me some freedom Synthesizers gave me some wings They drop me through twelve bit samplers We are electronic performers We are electronics

Fuel is running, fuel is coming Fuel is running Down, down, down my face The line, the line The line is drawn in the sand It won't be long We have to

No future, no life No sunshine, no rights No possessions, no sight No expression, final fight The anger I feel Rips through my veins This hate and delusion

No color on this face of death No shadow falls on his last breath What are we fighting for? No more devotion in his eyes No longing moments, no more

Mindless human faith lays naked there to waste Neurotic choking eyeballs, fuels paranoid crazed cells Slide into darkness, slither down the shaft Slide

From beyond a message has come Slowly the last forever has begun Turn around it's revolution Divine signs must move with the times Even so they try to

I am the living dead i see in infra-red i take what i don't need i crush you bleed I REJECT i fall out of line i kill on my own time i stand where you

it's early but I'm leaving a new dawn and a new religion help me and I will try lend me the hand of (life?) show me that I can fly just stand there

Can we meet on the street maybe tomorrow See the world at our feet, naked and hollow I'll even climb crystal and fine for you to see With every step that