Locked in the process of an ancient prophecy  Trapped by the motion of a silent chemistry    Rushed by the impulse of an instant satisfaction  Fed by the passion of our fast evolution       In a human race we run so fast   We never feel the trap   In a human race we run until   They wave the final flag      Stop for a moment ...  Smell the sound of light !!!  Look with your fingers  through the darkness of the night       In a human race we run so fast   We never feel the drag   In a human race we run until   We cross the final flag       We're running around   Trying to understand   We're falling down   There is no end    Chorus  Words by MAD  Music by Continuum  (c) Space-Time Records  ------------