| Computer voice: | |
| "Webs of concrete, giving off waste dust that marks the search of an age of a thousand vast | |
| empires, sweeping away legends untold to human ears. While shafts of steel clutch the | |
| Stars, natural supplies once numerous now lapse into eerie silence recycled energy | |
| Becomes the only form of life, as it was, and now new forms are moulded from patterns | |
| Already used in a struggle to survive!" | |
| You had me thinking that I'd lost my mind but no | |
| It was you | |
| Thought you'd make it to a better time 'til now | |
| But it's through | |
| Your castles made of sand | |
| Hold out your helpless hands | |
| Going down down down down down down down | |
| They take it all, then take much more today | |
| No man could ever realize his mistakes | |
| They'll help you one step down | |
| Sit back, and watch you drown | |
| Going down down down | |
| Going down down down down down down |