Deeper Into the Mud

Lyrics
[Deeper into the mud led by the angel. John Doe is looking around, delighted and frankly begins to the insane. The Computer-Brain can't find such a "feeling" in its data banks and becomes alarmed.] [MACHINE] Outside the breathing space Like a bunch of metal Pushed into my veins [JOHN DOE] Hasta la vista La-la negras putas Muchos cojones, it's so beautiful here [Guitar Solo] [MACHINE] Vegetation Out of my files Weird like death Like rusty metal [THE ANGEL] How do you feel? La-la-la-la You're out of line! Ahaha [MACHINE] Death! Death! [Instrumental Break] [MACHINE] Now it's a crime To walk down here This is not our property Somebody's charging us [THE ANGEL] No, no, no! It's not true Here we are all free Free from your sins [MACHINE] Sure it's all safe? Reminds me of an overload Surrounded by chaos I'm just a hunter's prey [THE ANGEL] Benedictus esto inter Peccatores Dominus tecum [John Doe manages to escape from the circle of the Computer-Brain, the body impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic depression. The Angel is watching from aside with a contented smile.] [The Computer-Brain is starting to feel the reduction of electric charge in itself.] [Instrumental Break] [MACHINE] I can't find memory I'm short of breath, I only feel Files are messed up, hi-tech gone Wanna get back, this not fun Uh I escape, I am scared I'll be lost anyway Comfortable? It's too hot I'm afraid of what is not Why do you smile? I don't like it Feel too much, I feel sorrow I should stay pale behind my monitor Let me go [The computer-brain runs away trying to escape. John is somewhere else. Revelling deep pleasure. ] [Instrumental Interlude] [MACHINE] American dream You made yourself spoiled I've been livin' in a dream for too long They forced me to pay But now, here, today [MACHINE & CHOIR] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [MACHINE] Is this way right or wrong? Should I go right or left? It's too hot, faith no more I feel wet, I will die
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Credits
- Writers
- Kärtsy Hatakka