[Intro: Distorted picked bass, cold synth pulse, distant metallic hits] No voice. No face. No signal. No trace. [Verse 1: Deep raspy baritone, restrained and mechanical] Six in the morning, the streets are bare Cold blue light in the poisoned air Another shadow, another train Another number without a name The television speaks in tongues A thousand lies for a million lungs Behind the glass, behind the screen Nobody knows where we've been [Pre-Chorus: Tribal toms build, rising feedback] And every night We hear the sound Of something breaking Underground [Chorus: Explosive, half-shouted, gang vocals] CUT THE WIRE! (CUT THE WIRE!) KILL THE FEED! (KILL THE FEED!) YOU CAN'T MAKE A GHOST OF ME! NO MORE SILENCE! NO MORE SHAME! WE ARE THE FAULT INSIDE THE FRAME! Hey! Hey! WE'RE STILL ALIVE! Hey! Hey! WE WON'T COMPLY! [Instrumental: Jagged chorus guitar, distorted bass ostinato, metallic feedback] [Verse 2: Low, tense, almost spoken] Concrete flowers, electric rain Every morning looks the same Empty towers, open eyes A generation hypnotized The factory sleeps, the engines hum We count the days that never come They sold us futures, sold us time Then left us standing in the line [Pre-Chorus: More aggressive, snare accelerating] And every night Beneath the ground A thousand hearts Begin to pound [Chorus: Full force, gang vocals] CUT THE WIRE! (CUT THE WIRE!) KILL THE FEED! (KILL THE FEED!) YOU CAN'T MAKE A GHOST OF ME! NO MORE SILENCE! NO MORE SHAME! WE ARE THE FAULT INSIDE THE FRAME! Hey! Hey! WE'RE STILL ALIVE! Hey! Hey! WE WON'T COMPLY! [Breakdown: Bass and kick only, industrial echoes, whispered baritone] One step. Two steps. Straight into the dark. One breath. Two breaths. Waiting for a spark. [Build: Tribal toms, rising analog synth, distorted vocal] Can you hear it? Can you feel it? Underneath the concrete floor? Can you hear it? Can you feel it? WE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! [Final Chorus: Explosive double chorus, maximum distortion, gang shouting] CUT THE WIRE! (CUT THE WIRE!) KILL THE FEED! (KILL THE FEED!) YOU CAN'T MAKE A GHOST OF ME! NO MORE SILENCE! NO MORE SHAME! WE ARE THE FAULT INSIDE THE FRAME! Hey! Hey! WE'RE STILL ALIVE! Hey! Hey! WE WON'T COMPLY! [Outro: Repeating bass ostinato, feedback slowly swallowing the drums] No voice. No face. No signal. No trace. Still alive. Still alive. Still alive. [End: Abrupt tape cut]
