Cyferdyne - The Shell lyrics

"Rorschach's journal, October 12th 1985. Dog carca** in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city's afraid of me. I've seen it's true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood. Now the whole world stands on the brink staring down into bloody hell. All those liberals, and intellectuals, and smooth-talkers; and all of a sudden nobody can think of anything to say. Beneath me, this awful city, it screams like an abattoir full of retarded children. And the night reeks of fornication and bad consciences. And when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their s** and murder will foam up around their waists and all the who*es and politicians will look up and shout and I'll whisper... No." This is the sound of the revolution This is the sound of your god in chains This is the sound of erradication This is the sound Of all that remains This is the sound of the revolution This is the sound of your god in chains This is the sound of erradication This is the sound Of all that remains A ghost living in this shell of wires Manufactured to hunt through these funeral pyres My heart just the tick of a clock The network grows like the sound of the shock Our minds just a cold empty hand Programmed to hate Programmed to respond This wolrd that we made where we can be one Where we are alone All freedom is gone This is the sound of the revolution This is the sound of your god in chains This is the sound of erradication This is the sound Of all that remains This is the sound of the revolution This is the sound of your god in chains This is the sound of erradication This is the sound Of all that remains The web so thick We are lost in it's maze Our corruption complete Our corruption unfazed So reliant on connection, We leave ourselves weak Our connection exposed Through the answers we seek The virus is k**ing me The virus is k**ing me The virus is k**ing me The virus is k**ing me now