A Colour Cold Black
The Last Chapter
We will be gone too far, 
Having forgotten how to live without 
Modern electronic technology 
Mortal metal makes me moan about my future 
Reading the book of mankind 
I rather want to stop cause I fear the truth 
Now I turn the page, it's getting colder 
Because it is... 
The last chapter 
The last chapter 
And I try to regain only a little of what is 
Lost, of what I loved to have 
The machine swallows me, I try to keep 
Away but it will get me 
Is it facade? 
Is it a mask? 
I am looking for any face behind: 
Pesonality or individuality 
We are a crowd but still 
Everyone of us: completely alone, like in a dream 
Nobody sees me, nobody hears me 
in... 
The last chapter 
The last chapter 
And I try to regain only a little of what is 
Lost, of what I loved to have 
The machine swallows me, I try to keep 
Away but it will get me 
Text: Malte Starke
From Paroles Mania