Project Pitchfork
2069 AD
Working on a machine
In this building
Do you know what I mean?
The walls are grey
So are the thoughts
They all obey
Living in this state
Is like hell
Fear dominates
Everything is upside down
Aggression rules
In this town

My mind is collapsing
Minds are collapsing
Is this the end?
Crowds are walking
My mind is collapsing

No one laughs here anymore
If someone cries
They do ignore
Living in this machine
Only watchwords
On the screen
Nature is annihilated
And sex life
Is regulated
Love is abused
Money is god
No one refused

Wipe out this town
My mind is collapsing
Wipe out this town
Is this the end?