Misgiving 2000 Songtext
von Cadaveres De Tortugas

A dream made of plastic
Desire sways me
Death by the central power
Will find you maybe

Torture-awakening
Brain-dead loneliness
Mass drifts with the current
Are they really humen?


I hate this techno-logical belief
I don′t wanna talk to answering machines
Mass-loneliness in this age of disease
Why don't you let me hide behind my dreams?

Soul has been left behind
Blind fight into a passion
Sell yourself as a member of the
Daily-routine nation

Don′t run away, you can't
Machine keeps eyes on you
They can't see through your walls
Your mind has been bought