Locked in the process of an ancient prophecy
Trapped by the motion of a silent chemistry Rushed by the impulse of an instant satisfaction
Fed by the pa**ion of our fast evolution In a human race we run so fast
We never feel the trap
In a human race we run until
They wave the final flag Stop for a moment ...
Smell the sound of light !!!
Look with your fingers
through the darkness of the night In a human race we run so fast
We never feel the drag
In a human race we run until
We cross the final flag We're running around
Trying to understand
We're falling down
There is no end Chorus
Words by MAD
Music by Continuum
(c) Space-Time Records
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