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