Industrypeople — Zeromancer

With this death kiss Choose needs over me Put your lips to my fist And now this in eclipse

Won't let this stand in our way

Blind your eyes Bow your head A swollen halo Of your own hell Face yourself Chosen one No matter what you said or what you've done

We are the industry people Don't feel anything Choose your kin Rendez vous and let the chaos begin

Blind your eyes Chosen one No matter what you said Or what you've done

The black curtains fall Owe it all to violence Please Semi-apologies

Oh let the black curtains fall Standing tall Assemble And tease Electropolis