Lyrics
In times like these who wants to be an observer?
I got news in my pocket it's filled with pollution
The crack belives that mesures are useless
I got news in my pokcet insanity looks ahead
See the mind byond the unspeakable
See the dark over your head
See my eyes going round and round
My perceptions of the mighty stone are far away
Byond the scales, i feel my body shaking all day long
In times like these who wants to be an observer
I got news in my pocket where all this sorrow
And every time i feel this rage
The screen projects the visions of the future
My perceptions of the mighty stone are far away
Byond the scales, i feel my body shaking all day long
