Текст песни Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud

Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around,
delighted and -
frankly begins to go insane. The computerbrain can't find such a
"feeling" in it's data
banks and becomes alarmed...
Machine:
Outside the breathing space
Like a bunch of metal pushed into my veins
John Doe:
Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones!
It's so beautiful here...
Machine:
Vegetation, out of my files
Weird like death, like rusty metal
The Angel:
How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... you're out of line!
Machine:
Death! Death!
(Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down here
This is not our property, somebody's charging us
The Angel:
No, no, no! It's not true!
Here we are all free, free from your sins!
Machine:
Sure it's all safe?
Reminds me of an overload
Surrounded by chaos
I'm just a hunter's prey
The Angel:
Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
John Doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain, the
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impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic
depression. The Angel is
watching from aside with a contented smile. The computerbrain is
starting to feel a
reduction of electric charge in itself.
Machine:
I can't find my memory
I'm short of breath, I only feel
Files are messed up, hi-tech gone
Wanna get back, this is not fun!
I escape, I am scared
I'll be lost anyway
Comfortable? It's too hot
I'm afraid of what is not
Why do you smile, don't like it
Feel too much, I feel sorrow
I should stay pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain runs away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere
else... Revelling
deep in pleasure.
Machine:
American dream
You made yourself spoiled
I've been livin' in a dream for too long
They forced me to pay, but now, here, today...
Choir:
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
Machine:
Is this way right or wrong?
Should I go... right or left?
It's too hot, faith no more
I feel wet, I will die!