Towards the horizon Dark as the December sun In straight lines The sons and the daughters Of generation to come In the flickering light Vulgar creatures Disgusted by what they have become Pre-Fabricated dreams The heel on the throat of the young Today is the tomorrow That you were promised yesterday The more that you give The more they will take Disappointment Moving fast In the world of the slow A heretic of the golden age Dying to steal the show Today is the tomorrow That you were promised yesterday The more that you give The more they will take You're fooled to believe that you're free Chained to a life of deceit You're fooled to believe that you need All that they want you to need (With the breaking light of another day)