Satellite oh, satellite   Who sits upon our skies   How deep do you see   When you spy into our lives?      "I know that God lives   In everybody's souls   And the only Devil in your world   Lives in the human heart      So now ask yourself   What is human   And what is truth?   Ask yourself   Whose voice is it   That whispers unto you?   From the cellars of your homes   From the tops of your city roofs   Ask yourself   Whose voice is it   That whispers unto you?      Who is it?   That turns your blood into spirit   And your spirit into blood?   Who is it?   That can reach down from above   And set your souls ablaze with love?   Or fill you with the insanity of violence   And it's brother, lust?      Who is it?   Whose words have been twisted   Beyond recognition   In order to build   Your planet Earth's religions?   Who is it?   Who could make your little armies of the left   And your little armies of the right   Light up your skies tonight   TONIGHT!?      Now, some of you may live   And some of you will die   But remember!   That nothing in your world   Can kill you inside   For He is thinking of you   In your great cities of great solitude      Oh, children   You've still got a lot to fucking learn   The only path to heaven is via hell      Good morning beautiful   Good morning beautiful   Good morning beautiful   Good-bye world"