I became a consumer of the needs
You created, alienated myself
Through hell and higher grounds
Fascinated by static behaviour I'll obtain what I want, recycle,
Echo, re-echo,
I'll set no limits for myself, no restraints
I'm the consumer of your needs I'm in a loophole, inside, looking out
First shout, no sounds are coming out
It's a fusion of future, present and past
How long I'll last, I'll finally know
Static