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)