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The underground is where it happens

The night comes closer, a star comes out

Rising high, shouting out loud

Straight into the upper class

The critics united: “This boy is kicking ass.”

It happens too fast the spirit comes to dead

Too much sorrow fills his head

They want it all, he’s stripped to the core

Hard to please, when you can take no more

Stop! Don’t do it.

Don’t step into

The house of

Dead music

The candle light, the graveyard sound

Much too fast the clock was turning around

The world is watching in slow motion

While another star sinks down in the ocean

Hey Mr. Record man you need a new master plan

Your only son kneels down at the rail

Can’t you hear the sirens wail?

Hey Mr. Record man you need a new master plan

You deceive, but we are no fools

The spirit’s dead, the money rules.

It sounds so dead and gone!!

Lyrics by Thomas Prethaler

Music by Ekpyrosis