The end is yet to come... Distingue your memories before they're gone The end is yet to come... But then everything turned out to be wrong We were meant to speak in highly different tongues To enable our diversity, to enable being social ones Back at the birth of man, back at the birth of speech To discover excitement, to disorder and to teach It's the 23rd century and there's a newly sworn enemy Coming from behind and turning you to blind A steady-state of a binary presentation A hate-progression of a coming termination Did you reveal your scars and human signs? Your mind keeps turning, this is not real Did you re-heal your wounds and sweet-caress? I am the virus in you and I am going to steal It's a snow crash - inside of your head A ponderous oblivion, a force to be fed It's like a mental destruction - turn of 180 degrees Dementia is coming, don't you agree? It's a snow crash - inside of your brain Heading towards your mind and falling like rain It's like a war inside - when all our thoughts collide 'cause you've been erased even though you're alive Metaverse, the virtual desire A fictive world with all dreams that you admired But now there's revenge, the fall of Babylon An Infokalypse erasing what was going on Don't you believe, don't you retrieve? It's the disorder of the word and the rising of grief A stroke of excitement and of permanent delusion A paradise lost in f**ing horrendous confusion Take my breath away And knowledge will always stay... Take my breath away And no one will ever stay...