Colors run like blood through painted eyes Freedom waves and pa**engers arrive And we stood there in surprise bound stupefied And we stood there in surprise while fate arrived Whittle down my kind They are the devil from behind Creeping dangerously close They sabotage their very own They hold salvation close But grip the knife Come and take this human life Each man stands a victim of his father’s hand Another generation comes to close And every choice that haunts us we oppose -now But only by collective thought we chose And only by collective hell arose And I really hope that this machine will die Rhetoric clouds perception sense waves goodbye We stood there in surprise bound stupefied We stood there in surprise while fate arrived