Turn on the lights, let the hardware go The message's done, they are all ready to do what they'll be told I'd need more time to translate and send Target's unknown starting to transmit: but I do it anyway
You got to live, you got to die: you will rest six feet under Not today, not tonight, but tomorrow or later you will surrender You got to smile, you got to cry: you will rest six feet under Go to sleep, then awake, there's a chance that you'll never give out of cancer.
Don't be afraid, maybe it's not for you Broadcasted now, half an hour is soon to come back again The key may change, even the result The name's on air, operation crime, someone's waiting for the code
You got to live, you got to die: you will rest six feet under Not today, not tonight, but tomorrow or later you will surrender You got to smile, you got to cry: you will rest six feet under Go to sleep, then awake, there's a chance that you'll never give out of heart disease.