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Waltari

Genres: Metal

Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud Lyrics - Waltari

Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around, 

delighted and - 

frankly begins to go insane. The computerbrain can't find such a 

"feeling" in it's data 

banks and becomes alarmed... 

Machine: 

Outside the breathing space 

Like a bunch of metal pushed into my veins 

John Doe: 

Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones! 

It's so beautiful here... 

Machine: 

Vegetation, out of my files 

Weird like death, like rusty metal 

The Angel: 

How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... you're out of line! 

Machine: 

Death! Death! 

(Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down here 

This is not our property, somebody's charging us 

The Angel: 

No, no, no! It's not true! 

Here we are all free, free from your sins! 

Machine: 

Sure it's all safe? 

Reminds me of an overload 

Surrounded by chaos 

I'm just a hunter's prey 

The Angel: 

Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum! 

John Doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain, the 

body 

impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic 

depression. The Angel is 

watching from aside with a contented smile. The computerbrain is 

starting to feel a 

reduction of electric charge in itself. 

Machine: 

I can't find my memory 

I'm short of breath, I only feel 

Files are messed up, hi-tech gone 

Wanna get back, this is not fun! 

I escape, I am scared 

I'll be lost anyway 

Comfortable? It's too hot 

I'm afraid of what is not 

Why do you smile, don't like it 

Feel too much, I feel sorrow 

I should stay pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO! 

The computerbrain runs away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere 

else... Revelling 

deep in pleasure. 

Machine: 

American dream 

You made yourself spoiled 

I've been livin' in a dream for too long 

They forced me to pay, but now, here, today... 

Choir: 

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! 

Machine: 

Is this way right or wrong? 

Should I go... right or left? 

It's too hot, faith no more 

I feel wet, I will die!