Reaching for the end, I wouldn't hold my breath   Smothered thoughts, all alike, machine-like beings walk on by   ...through smoulderning remains...   Scorched by flames, from the burning cold   Mental ice-age, reality postponed   When all is said and done, what will be left of you?      All signs point toward regression   None show the width of their obsession   ...the undeniable trurh...   So weak, so forgotten and so forfeit   Without conscience and without faith   No beliefs to call your own, their origin remains unknown      No equality in present day   There's been no progress made   You're still here to produce and to consume      No equality in present state   There's been no progress made   And we're all still their slaves      Shocking truth, deliverer of pain   Better start to move, dun't just sit down and drown in shame   ...of not doing anything...   When the seas calm down   But only then will our fury finally sleep   Until then this whip will deal out its lashes constantly      No equality in present state   There's been no progress made   And we're all still their slaves   And we're all still their slaves