Do you remember where you came from
The deep, red, blinking lights
And a heart from where to start
Do you still remember the thing you came here for
Did the city take your dreams, did the city take your soul
We excist outside the distance
We delete the things that miss us
We're obsolete destruction of the human soul
We excist outside the distance
We confirm the need to listen
We're deafening and blistered by the lack of proof
"Music is just music, speaking with words it stole from songs
Tomorrow, future - just painted people's dreams
Life is just a desperate glance, pointed at the sky
The sky is just the closed lid of our cage"
The journey is long
And we can't afford to rest
We hurry to reach the horizon
That disappears behind our sight
We excist outside the distance
We delete the things that miss us
We're obsolete destruction of the human soul
We excist outside the distance
We confirm: "No need to listen"
We're deaf and blistered by the lack of lack of proof
(Listen to the worldwide screaming
Listen to them hurt
Listen to the pain, vibrating
All across the world)
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No vitut, angstia! Lähinnähän tuo kertoo niinki pienestä asiasta ku nälänhätä kehitysmaissa :----D ja siitä, miten propaganda vaikuttaa ihmisten mielipiteisiin asioista molemmilla puolilla (esim. afrikassahan kieltäytyivät ottamasta synteettisesti valmistettua ruokaa, koska äärijärjestöt väittivät tämän olevan epäterveellistä)