Will you show me who I am? Will you help me understand? Disinformation travels through static lines, fluorescent lights surrounding this distant shrine Will you tell me where I am?
Seems it's got to be a new identity, A brand new energy that transmits through the haze of industry,
Infused in our subconscious through filtered light With programmed divinations of hybrid design, This dark intelligence.
Seems it's got to be a system atrophy. A signal frequency that broadcast from the depths of the abyss.
Will the mainframe systems rot? Will you intercept our thoughts? Black helicopters circle just overhead. Artificial spirits mingle among the dead. Will technology decay?
Seems it's got to be mystic technology, A new divinity, The lights shine down on a frenzied parade again, I can show you the way.
The skyline fades like synthetic decay again, I can show you the way. I will come through, I will show you. I can cure you
Meet me up in the sky Meet me up in the burning sky Take me up to the sky Take me up to the burning sky
The axis turns and the temples will burn again, I can show you the way The symbols show how the earth will erode again, I can show you the way