Compositor: Ignacio Grinsztajn, Pablo Nicolás Naso
Letras
Day one thousand forty nine
Subject one hundred and one
With this final test
My work completed
With the addicted and the lost
In their brains I mean to solve
The answer that haunts all of mankind
Is free will an illusion?
All the lies
Turn to dust
All is lost
In A Clockwork Universe!
All you see
Is not real
We are lost
In A Clockwork Universe!
They are strapped to the device;
Playthings all wired up
Subject-probing
Deep and deeper
In the cortex of the brain
I found no spark of the divine
I have proven man is naught but soulless husk
Then free will is an illusion
All the lies
Turn to dust
All is lost
In A Clockwork Universe
All you see
Is not real
We are lost
In A Clockwork Universe
From the clay of their souls
Mind Constructs I will craft
Puppets that shall be my servants
The Architect rules over all
And I shall take his place
Into Golem’s head I carve the name of God!
All the lies
Turn to dust
All is lost
In A Clockwork Universe!
All you see
Is not real
We are lost
In A Clockwork Universe!
All the lies
Turn to dust
All is lost
in A Clockwork Universe
All you see
Is not real
We are lost
In A Clockwork Universe!