Red lights, alarms, | |
Warnings announced my birth | |
A first vision of Earth | |
Today a child was born | |
That'd be better dead | |
A danger for our web” | |
Let’s go! | |
Bewitched by their spell | |
Threatened from all around | |
I grew in innocence | |
Those forgotten years | |
That marked my fate | |
Soon, I realized | |
Something was going wrong | |
Things weren’t what they seem | |
Never what they seem. | |
And then in class when | |
Imagination began to fly… | |
“Just look at the board!” | |
(Of fools where we all learned their rules) | |
To be robotized, for what? For what! | |
To make some flesh mince with your brain | |
To morph your soul and thoughts | |
And fate. | |
Teens are blind to see | |
Far beyond their nose, | |
To watch the strings | |
Puppets have been made | |
Vampires and tech-mages | |
Control the great companies | |
Where science goes on with the | |
I feel like I'm in darkness | |
Not in my real home | |
Too small for me | |
To take a breath of air | |
This, a machinery | |
All must work well | |
But I am a piece which | |
is out of place | |
[Chorus:] | |
Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
There's a disguise of fire as snow | |
Through a large looking glass there's a wereworld | |
Which no one wants to see | |
And no one wants to speak about | |
This is the world you live in | |
Which tries to make you a slave | |
Just think by yourself | |
Remember, never it's too late | |
Run out from this shapeshifter world | |
You have time before werewolves find you | |
[Chorus:] | |
Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
There's a disguise of fire as snow | |
Through a large looking glass there's a wereworld | |
Which no one wants to see | |
Where no one wants to live in | |
And no one wants to speak about |
Red lights, alarms, | |
Warnings announced my birth | |
A first vision of Earth | |
Today a child was born | |
That' d be better dead | |
A danger for our web" | |
Let' s go! | |
Bewitched by their spell | |
Threatened from all around | |
I grew in innocence | |
Those forgotten years | |
That marked my fate | |
Soon, I realized | |
Something was going wrong | |
Things weren' t what they seem | |
Never what they seem. | |
And then in class when | |
Imagination began to fly | |
" Just look at the board!" | |
Of fools where we all learned their rules | |
To be robotized, for what? For what! | |
To make some flesh mince with your brain | |
To morph your soul and thoughts | |
And fate. | |
Teens are blind to see | |
Far beyond their nose, | |
To watch the strings | |
Puppets have been made | |
Vampires and techmages | |
Control the great companies | |
Where science goes on with the | |
I feel like I' m in darkness | |
Not in my real home | |
Too small for me | |
To take a breath of air | |
This, a machinery | |
All must work well | |
But I am a piece which | |
is out of place | |
Chorus: | |
Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
Which no one wants to see | |
And no one wants to speak about | |
This is the world you live in | |
Which tries to make you a slave | |
Just think by yourself | |
Remember, never it' s too late | |
Run out from this shapeshifter world | |
You have time before werewolves find you | |
Chorus: | |
Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
Which no one wants to see | |
Where no one wants to live in | |
And no one wants to speak about |
Red lights, alarms, | |
Warnings announced my birth | |
A first vision of Earth | |
Today a child was born | |
That' d be better dead | |
A danger for our web" | |
Let' s go! | |
Bewitched by their spell | |
Threatened from all around | |
I grew in innocence | |
Those forgotten years | |
That marked my fate | |
Soon, I realized | |
Something was going wrong | |
Things weren' t what they seem | |
Never what they seem. | |
And then in class when | |
Imagination began to fly | |
" Just look at the board!" | |
Of fools where we all learned their rules | |
To be robotized, for what? For what! | |
To make some flesh mince with your brain | |
To morph your soul and thoughts | |
And fate. | |
Teens are blind to see | |
Far beyond their nose, | |
To watch the strings | |
Puppets have been made | |
Vampires and techmages | |
Control the great companies | |
Where science goes on with the | |
I feel like I' m in darkness | |
Not in my real home | |
Too small for me | |
To take a breath of air | |
This, a machinery | |
All must work well | |
But I am a piece which | |
is out of place | |
Chorus: | |
Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
Which no one wants to see | |
And no one wants to speak about | |
This is the world you live in | |
Which tries to make you a slave | |
Just think by yourself | |
Remember, never it' s too late | |
Run out from this shapeshifter world | |
You have time before werewolves find you | |
Chorus: | |
Pass this room, take a look to the real world | |
There' s a disguise of fire as snow | |
Through a large looking glass there' s a wereworld | |
Which no one wants to see | |
Where no one wants to live in | |
And no one wants to speak about |