Slave on Line

No more sense and no more reasons To find yourself in your life Real world is erased out When you fixed this drug on-line Your fingers beating - you connected Your mind is digital infected Something hide and slowly disappear in dark You sink in digital embrace The child of future coming race All you get is nothing called slave on line Slave on line No more sense No more feel Slave on line Is no dream and is no real Slave on line you’re catched, you’re trapped Slave on line Cyber life – real death All emotions will be killed You become half by machine And you get this magic feel When every wish is can be real Ten fingers beat and you connected Mind is digital infected Something hide and slowly dissapear in dark You sink in digital embrace The child of future coming race What you'll get? The nothing called slave on line Slave on line No more sense No more feel Slave on line Is no dream and is no real Slave on line you’re catched, you’re trapped Slave on line Cyber life – real death No face, no name Just nick and mail You don't know - Who's on the other end No face, no name It's your best friend? A dusted image On thumbnail