You make
A little slave of yourself
You serve this god
You serve these god-damn machines
They lack the soul
They lack the phenomenon
Behind the eyes
Behind mechanization
Shot down with a candid eye
Oh my god
This phenomenon is standing by
Oh my god, this phenomenon
I am behind you
Watch out watch out watch out
I am behind you
How many machines did it take to make you?
You cannot say that they are all wrong
I cannot help it, I do.
You dig
A little grave for yourself
Your hand a spade
Your hand mechanization
Shot down with a candid eye
Oh my god
This phenomenon is standing by
Oh my god, this phenomenon
I am behind you
Watch out watch out watch out
I behind you
How many machines did it take to break you?
You cannot say that they are all wrong
I cannot help, it I do