Blinking neons in the midst of the night
smells like the smog of the cities of light
Some kind of threat in the atmosphere
is bringing us something,
something new to fear
What would it be whithout electricity?
All out of energy
Now, how could we dream again?
What's left of this dying electric city?
Losing all memories
Now, how could we dream again?
Further visions of our crazy societies
There are addicted to dying industries
Should we go back?
Admitting we were wrong
Have nuclear hearts beat for too long?
What would it be whithout electricity?
All out of energy
Now, how could we dream again?
What's left of this dying electric city?
Losing all memories
Now, how could we dream again?
What would it be whithout electricity?
All out of energy
Now, how could we dream again?
What's left of this dying electric city?
Losing all memories
Now, how could we dream again?
We don't need more production
We can face it all alone
Keep your rotten promises
We will make it all our own

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