Lights - Live Melkweg 19/03/1981

Hostage by an industrial society
Lights burn night and day
Propaganda films
Guns held at the head during questioning
Same practices as used by the overthrown regime
I couldn't breathe

Parts of the will are dead
Grey surroundings try to comfort me
Body control is lost
Low temperature and a slow heartbeat
The walls are cracking and want to splash me
Can help be expected?

Outside people clench hands to a fist
And follow the new leaders
A power that shines like a torchlight comes through
There will be a new sub underground
History will repeat itself



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