Towards the horizon
Dark as the December sun
In straight lines
The sons and the daughters
Of generation to come
In the flickering light
Vulgar creatures
Disgusted by what they have become
Pre-Fabricated dreams
The heel on the throat of the young
Today is the tomorrow
That you were promised yesterday
The more that you give
The more they will take
Disappointment Moving fast
In the world of the slow
A heretic of the golden age
Dying to steal the show
Today is the tomorrow
That you were promised yesterday
The more that you give
The more they will take
You`re fooled to believe that you`re free
Chained to a life of deceit
You`re fooled to believe that you need
All that they want you to need
(with the breaking light of another day)