Actus Fidei

And we will burn our brains. We all finally do that:

walking in line, sitting around the auto-da-fé.

Technology's screaming and everybody's listening. Pawns

conscious of being pawns, with wild open ears. We keep

singing the praises of a system running by drowning its

billions legs. On and on and on we're feeding it. I'm

staying away from a game lost before it starts. No, i

won't play my life to toss. Those coins are two-head

faced and gambling's never been my thing. And i keep

hoping lights are made to be seen, but it seems we only

care about our f**king screens, when we're not hiding

behind the memories of better days. We keep wasting our

voice when noone's listening.