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