feels like an outer space wasteland
full of nothing but destroyed sound
pieced together by a mad man with a plan
a plan not so crazy once you take his hand
a beam of light, electric eye
enter elysium, prepare to die
falling into nowhere, through time
sucked into all directions
a kaleidoscopic mindcrime
reversed the pitch and glitched the rythym
increased the depth of the schism
that brought you here
can you escape? to fear again
can you relate? hang with me, man
oblivion ain't so bad with a friend
even if he is a demon? I don't think so
the devil his best friend, not mine tho
rage against the man-made machine not synchronizing with it
that's my way even if I don't truly know it
I aspire to blow it all away
they play for fame and fortune
I seek my own dissolution
they offer it to me and I take a bite
but I never give them a cent, 'cause
in that electric eye where elysium lies
I see my body ultranumb, buried alive
I seek not death but a thoughtful lie
a fall into disgrace from which I fly
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