| Song | Transgenic |
| Artist | Machinae Supremacy |
| Album | Rise Of A Digital Nation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She said, why’s it like this | |
| unseen for what it is | |
| Why do we remain without objection? | |
| Answer’s so obvious | |
| but why is it just to us? | |
| When to most it offers no reflection | |
| Is there anyone else alive out there? | |
| Bring it to me! | |
| I wanna know what it takes | |
| to wake from this nightmare | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| We have the gift of breath | |
| of thought and of memory | |
| But what has no price can not be valued | |
| I could not close my eyes | |
| and not see what it means | |
| And what is worse, I can’t explain it to you | |
| Is there anyone else alive out there? | |
| Bring it to me! | |
| I wanna know what it takes | |
| to wake from this nightmare | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| I don’t just see it | |
| I know, believe it | |
| I don’t just see it | |
| I know, believe it | |
| Fly away. | |
| ... | |
| ... | |
| I will be waiting. | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones |
| She said, why' s it like this | |
| unseen for what it is | |
| Why do we remain without objection? | |
| Answer' s so obvious | |
| but why is it just to us? | |
| When to most it offers no reflection | |
| Is there anyone else alive out there? | |
| Bring it to me! | |
| I wanna know what it takes | |
| to wake from this nightmare | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| We have the gift of breath | |
| of thought and of memory | |
| But what has no price can not be valued | |
| I could not close my eyes | |
| and not see what it means | |
| And what is worse, I can' t explain it to you | |
| Is there anyone else alive out there? | |
| Bring it to me! | |
| I wanna know what it takes | |
| to wake from this nightmare | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| I don' t just see it | |
| I know, believe it | |
| I don' t just see it | |
| I know, believe it | |
| Fly away. | |
| ... | |
| ... | |
| I will be waiting. | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones |
| She said, why' s it like this | |
| unseen for what it is | |
| Why do we remain without objection? | |
| Answer' s so obvious | |
| but why is it just to us? | |
| When to most it offers no reflection | |
| Is there anyone else alive out there? | |
| Bring it to me! | |
| I wanna know what it takes | |
| to wake from this nightmare | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| We have the gift of breath | |
| of thought and of memory | |
| But what has no price can not be valued | |
| I could not close my eyes | |
| and not see what it means | |
| And what is worse, I can' t explain it to you | |
| Is there anyone else alive out there? | |
| Bring it to me! | |
| I wanna know what it takes | |
| to wake from this nightmare | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| I don' t just see it | |
| I know, believe it | |
| I don' t just see it | |
| I know, believe it | |
| Fly away. | |
| ... | |
| ... | |
| I will be waiting. | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones | |
| What of those of us who can see | |
| are we something different? | |
| Or are we to lead, define and believe in | |
| all the fallen ones |