Songtext von Slave Machine

Each of you receives a mask To cover our individuality Make you follow the rules Ain't we got any choose?!! You mean nothing You are what you got... "Show me the money then I can give you life, Everything has a price!" To live is pleasure for few, few people. Slaves of our own creation We can't be saved! Born from our ambition We are slaves This was our sin! This is the Slave Machine Envy is our religion We got to earn, no matter the way Sellfishness kills inocents A bloody game we must play Technology utopia The new age of information A small screen for a giant world It's nothing more than manipulation Mass comunication For all the population It's the strongest way For wide domination Obey! Obey the politician Join! Join the submission Pretend! Pretend that nothing is happening Believe! Believe in the words they're saying