Requiem - Gadget

The shadows have grown longer

Time is up, realize;

These are the final days

A final breath, a final sigh

We are deprived, in riches

Denied in spirit

Stolen by complexity

Denied the minor

Rectified!

It’s all around me, every day;

the decay

I can see the fire

I can feel the flames

In every circuit I find

I feel I’m loosing pace

So amplify my senses

Feed me your virus;

do it now!

Is there another level?

Is there another drive?

It’s all around me, every day;

the decay

It’s all around me, every day;

the decay