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...And so our man returns to "save" the computermonster and notices that the
metalbrain is still alive...!? In quite bad condition, but anyway. The angel
follows.
Machine:
Time, irrelevant. I can't die and it's my own fault
Inspiration of a living organism
I lost my files but I'm still well, existing
Though surrounded only by bacteria an viruses
The Angel:
How do you feel? Laa - la - laa, you were out of line!
Machine:
What?
The Angel:
Don't be afraid, you'll have your memory back, if you wanted to
Machine:
Ooh!
Deep in the mud, totally locked
I started to reorganize myself
I ordered the files into a new dimension
Though I felt as slow as hell
The Angel:
Outside the cruel metal that keeps you fed, things don't look the same
Machine:
Aarrg!
So I was cheated, cruelly treated
The Angel:
It's not really like you feel, do you judge me when it's real?
Machine:
Aah! Ooh!
The Angel:
Can't you understand if I told you and told you to turn your head
You would laugh only loud
Machines don't believe me!
Machines don't believe me!
Machines don't believe me!
Machines don't believe me!
Leave me! Leave, leave, leave, leave!
The computerbrain is reactivated, but this time, "harmony" between these
different forces can be found!
Machine:
Do...
John Doe:
....you believe...
John + Machine:
...in...
Everybody:
DEATH!
Machine:
Do...
John Doe:
....you believe...
John + Machine:
...in...
Everybody:
DEATH!
John Doe:
Thinking (desperate for a...)
Thinking (and then you turn to the machine)
Thin(g)king (on a way to the endless...)
...Sinking (...into lunacy)
Machine:
Yeah! Yeah!
John Doe:
Die! Die!
Machine:
Yeah! Yeah!
John Doe:
Die! Die! Die! Die!...