We will be gone too far,

Having forgotten how to live without

Modern electronic technology

Mortal metal makes me moan about my future

Reading the book of mankind

I rather want to stop 4cause I fear the truth

Now I turn the page, it4s getting colder

Because it is



The last chapter

The last chapter



And I try to regain only a little of what is

Lost, of what I loved to have

The machine swallows me, I try to keep

Away but it will get me



Is it facade?

Is it a mask?

I am looking for any face behind:

Pesonality or individuality

We are a crowd but still

Everyone of us: completely alone, like in a dream

Nobody sees me, nobody hears me

In



The last chapter

The last chapter



And I try to regain only a little of what is

Lost, of what I loved to have

The machine swallows me, I try to keep

Away but it will get me