Modulated souls Wired to the core Dreaming of synthetic heaven With no complexion Traded realty for code This isn't progress This is war
Can't you tell? We'll all be copies of copies of copies Before we know
Nothing's original No one's original Made by original Digitoll, digitoll If not perfect, just erase it Paid by original Digitoll, digitoll There's no way back Deeper in digital hell
Synchronize the world in oblivion Feed us peace with perfect violence Trap us in systems Numb us till we don't feel the fall Don't call it progress This is war
Can't you tell? We'll all be copies of copies of copies With no exceptions
Nothing's original No one's original Made by original Digitoll, digitoll If not perfect, just erase it Paid by original Digitoll, digitoll There's no way back Deeper in digital hell
Nothing's original No one's original Made by original Digitoll, digitoll If not perfect, just erase it Paid by original Digitoll, digitoll There's no way back We're all in debt There's no way back So make your bed There's no way back Deeper in digital hell
