Testo The Machnirey

Do you really know where your identity belongs to? Do you really know what's going on around you? Do you really know the injury supported by you? Do you really come aware, of that what you do? Perhaps you feel the pain, but don't know where it comes from ... And feel the hate in your heart, that?s destroying you... Or feel the yearning in your soul, but no hope inside you It seems as you broke into different parts - You've got no control We are part of the machinery, loosing our identity We are the players in the continiued game And if we don't change, it will be ever the same Do you feel an unknown power depressing you? Or do you feel as your mind looks out of a prison? Do you feel the power in you, that wants to get out? Do you forgot that wanted to be free That the enemy is the machinery