The world is going down I'd like to stay aside Avoid these stupid crowds What're buried into fight Saints blaming me in my sins Will go to the hell Their rubbish, shame and blessings Are subject for the spell
People on the move I want to stop it now People on the move And I don't care of how
They think they know better What God was to create They're sure they are creations I know He's not that bad I'm going to help Him Restart this empty land Just raise my black nailed finger Press button marked with red
People on the move
You think I'm too cruel Believe me I'm kind This life deserves destruction To born the better one I'll kill the world inside me In order to be free What I will not succeed in Machine will do for me