Flesh crafted mechanical animals dance,
fire on their clothing, sings!
of the Brave New World,
tomorrow will not find (us again).

Inside their burning hearts,
Other truths await for release,
Finding nothing but loneliness.

Buildings rise and fall,
Shinning beautifully tall,
on the windows out of sight,
mankind lost it's might.

Nothing I find inside,
other than the emptiness,
the void eternal,
the laughter of Gods,
as they look down on us
and forget how to cry.

Tears that fall,
Tears that call,
Tears and Fears,
nothing at all.

A new dawn is coming,
and we sing gleefully,
the time is here!