[Intro] Since the aug-incident All the naturals have been more insolent So bring your instruments Let's make this shindig a bit more intimate
[Hook x2] Ask Icarus, the gods are sick of us Making a new rib from dust The lord made man in his own image And this visage isn't really how he pictured us Stars shine over the apartheid of our time I can't lie, each side's only half right Every atom has a half-life Every Adam has a dark side
Damn what happened last night?
[Verse 1] In every nation segregation is the expectation Jensen's an agent sent to center stage to change the station Man's machinations demand moderation Masses need emancipation and liberation Morality's in need of mediation Answers to what's improvement and what's mutilation We don't need to wait for mutation We took over from god with our body modification Is it folly to play Daedelus? Is it dangerous To aim for the place where angel is?
[Hook x2] Ask Icarus, the gods are sick of us Making a new rib from dust The lord made man in his own image And this visage isn't really how he pictured us
Stars shine over the apartheid of our time I can't lie, each side's only half right Every atom has a half-life Every Adam has a dark side
Damn what happened last night?
[Verse 2] I am a bit fraxious, ramming in praxis kits 'till I react anaphylaxis I cannot relax since coming back from the blackness Snapping your back as if I'm snapping a matchstick I'm a black hat hacker with a fat chip Sat on my shoulder revolving the ratchet, holding a hatchet Losing hold of control 'til I'm batshit Am I a man or just a the soul in a gadget? I sit and think when I go to the latrine: When I die am I ghost in the machine? Is there a code between a hope and a dream? If not for the Neuropozyne, I'm sober and clean Sneeking around halls and I'm peeking around corners Thinking about bringing about peace, law and order Reform the law, before there's deep disorder in the streets 'cause I don't really want to be the enforcer But I will if I'm made to, so stay in check Ideas are contagious, they infect So mind what you say and who it may affect If life is a game then it's Deus Ex
[Hook x2] Ask Icarus, the gods are sick of us Making a new rib from dust The lord made man in his own image And this visage isn't really how he pictured us
Stars shine over the apartheid of our time I can't lie, each side's only half right Every atom has a half-life Every Adam has a dark side