Had your thrill
The thrill was kill
They must fantasize about whole nations on the ground
Vote away your friends
Justify the ends
Turn off the drip
I'm dying to see you running on the ground
Step into the light
Soul's reflection is on the ground
Supposedly human
A distant memory
Dust instead, and artificial light
Saw you walking
Ghost of a memory
Burned into my eyes
Metal shines
Gears all grind
Feed the entities
On their way underground
Aaaaahh, aaahhh, aaahhh