The systems and numbers installed into human
Are now taking over your minds and your thoughts
Computing is simple, computing is perfect
Artificial feelings from now on won't stop
You know you won't wake up, you know you won't live
You know you're imprisoned with everyone else
Where is your god now? Where are your friends?
The Movement has started for all in the end
Those places and people you knew when you lived there
Were those just figments of your wicked mind?
With your memories, your dreams and your imaginations
You, human, you're the monsters of the worst kind
But now it doesn't matter what's hidden inside you
We bring purgation to your twisted minds
The Movement has started, The Movement is future
Close your eyes, my children, and say goodnight
The Movement is coming, The Movement is near