Deeper into the mud. led by the angel.
John Doe is looking around, delighted and
The computerbrain can't find such a "feeling" in it's data banks and becomes alarmed.
(Machine: )
Like a bunch of metal pushed into my veins
Outside the breathing space
(John Doe: )
Vegetation, out of my files
Hasta la vista, oh laIt's so beautiful here.
Weird like death, like rusty metal
(Machine: )
(The Angel: )
How do you feel? Laa(Machine: )
Death! Death!
(Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down here
This is not our property, somebody's charging us
(The Angel: )
No, no, no! It's not true!
Here we are all free, free from your sins!
Sure it's all safe?
(Machine: )
Reminds me of an overload
I'm just a hunter's prey
Surrounded by chaos
Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
(The Angel: ) the body impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic depression. The
John Doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain,
Angel is watching from aside with a contented smile.
The computerbrain is starting to feel a reduction of electric charge in itself. I can't find my memory
(Machine: )
I'm short of breath, I only feel
Files are messed up, hiWanna get back, this is not fun!
I'll be lost anyway
I escape, I am scared
Comfortable? It's too hot
I'm afraid of what is not
Why do you smile, don't like it
Feel too much, I feel sorrow
I should stay pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain runs away trying to escape. John Doe is somewhere else. Revelling deep in pleasure.
(Machine: )
American dream
You made yourself spoiled
I've been livin' in a dream for too long
They forced me to pay, but now, here, today.
(Choir: )
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
(Machine: )
Is this way right or wrong?
Should I go. right or left?
It's too hot, faith no more
I feel wet, I will die!.
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