It can tell me you need seperation From the celebration without a sound It can tell me you're dissatisfied As they testify without a sound Leave them cold electronic trails Like a battleground Warm yourself on surveillance machines Hey, our liberation is starting now It can call me reactionary The mission varies from sound to sound It can call me somewhat paranoid Can you get annoyed without a sound My hand in this is a dangerous thing My mind on that is a dangerous thing Show me like that to persevere Show me like that, generating fear Leave them cold electronic trails Like a battleground Warm yourself on surveillance machines For self preservation, check my background It can tell me moral distinction Of its extinction, it's just a sound It can make us a little anxious Under surveillance, it's just a sound My hand in this is a dangerous thing My mind on that is a dangerous thing Show me like that to persevere Show me like that, generating fear Leave them cold electronic trails With your permission, for my submission Warm yourself on surveillance machines It's about a vision, it's blind ambition It's a battleground... Without a sound