Ghost in the Machine -

Generations calling, calling from the past

Sin of fathers falling, I will be the last

Reject the former lies, The family ties are torn

Break the thing that curses, The chain remains no more

Ghost in the machine, Has no hold on me

Ghost in the machine, I have been set free

And I feel you come inside, and I feel you like the rain

That washes out my heart, heals all my pain

And I take you by the hand, you are my friend

I cannot understand your love for me