MACHINERY

Blinded in horror, we walk
On the road ours
In hate, we believe
Murder, we have to
Comprehend, we must not

Blinded we walk on in the dark
That road, what from nowhere it leads nowhere
Kill friends, we have to
Even though we don’t believe it, we want to live

In a desolate landscape, it will not be funny
We have to win, we must not survive
We murder each other
We must!

(03/2001)