The mass is waiting for the great outburst
The barriers are threatning high
We have trembling hands and our eyes
Swirling around...
Let us dance to the sound of decay
Let us move to the beat of dementia
Numb hearts
Interchangeable faces say
Hello from the screen...
Sometimes we love
To be in Mass X
Sometimes we hate it
To be in Mass X
Sometimes we're proud
To be in Mass X
Sometimes we're proud
For leaving Mass X
Sky high is the rage
Our blood is boiling
Many little things can wake us
Our fuel is the main problem
Not anything else...
See the processions for the prayers in rome
Millions of people run to their faith
We never were teached and sorry
It's straining...
Sometimes we love
To be in Mass X
Sometimes we hate it
To be in Mass X
Sometimes we're proud
To be in Mass X
Sometimes we're proud
For leaving Mass X
All the users are Mass X
All the voters are Mass X
All the dancers are Mass X
All the dreamers are Mass X
