| Fear out of dreams | |
| To escape from today | |
| And as long as it means | |
| To assure this decay | |
| The pureness on earth | |
| Has infected the curse | |
| Now come on | |
| We are neokillers baby, | |
| Destroyers of the universe | |
| This Steady cold age of distant minds | |
| Has abandoned all the harmony needs | |
| Inject their dreams with a personal rage | |
| And you will grow steel out of the seeds | |
| Take machines and | |
| Give them a soul | |
| The serum for a new stagnation | |
| Fake the real | |
| By what it means | |
| Alpha gods and sensation | |
| The Auditory grace is system fixed | |
| And ignorant with an attitude (Our) instincts show no way to relief | |
| And reload the tired samplitude | |
| Destroy and heal | |
| Destroy and heal | |
| Modern reputation | |
| Destroy and heal | |
| Destroy and heal | |
| Human domination | |
| Virtual shelters of hiding ghosts | |
| Cold age of distance | |
| Take the machines | |
| And arise them from god |