Black Helicopters

Will you show me who I am?
Will you help me understand?

Disinformation travels
Through static lines
Fluorescent lights surrounding
This distant shrine

Will you tell me where I am?
Seems it's got to be
A new identity
A brand new energy
That transmits through the haze of industry

Infused in our subconscious
Through filtered light
With programmed divinations
Of hybrid design

This dark intelligence
Seems it's got to be
A system atrophy
A signal frequency
That broadcasts from the depths of the abyss

Will the mainframe systems rot?
Will you intercept our thoughts?

Black helicoptеrs circle
Just overhead
Artificial spirits minglе
Among the dead

Will technology decay?
Seems it's got to be
Mystic technology
A new divinity

The lights shine down on a frenzied parade again
I can show you the way
The skyline fades like synthetic decay again
I can show you the way

I will come through
I will show you
I can cure you

Meet me up in the sky
Meet me up in the burning sky
Take me up to the sky
Take me up to the burning sky

The axis turns and the temples will burn again
I can show you the way
The symbols show how the earth will erode again
I can show you the way