Paroles de Hero

Looking for salvation, I'm blind Thought contamination, I find Greedy spiders talk to me in my head I think I'm drifting I'm in the big machine, my next hero's calling Who knows what he may bring to me? Government intrusion, again Cultural illusion, offends Grain of sand in traffic jam, and I'm late I think I'm drifting I'm in the big machine, my next hero's calling Who knows what she may bring to me? See the demons all around and sometimes I feel like one of them, feel the rage is building inside I walk to the final edge, I'm dreaming I'm in the big machine, my next hero's calling Who knows what he may bring to me?