Now hear this my friends
I'll never be the same again
Going to lock myself in a cold black room
Going to shadow myself in a well of gloom
I will find a function, operate
I will be a satellite of hate

Driving to this point by a chain of events
Each one pushed me nearer the edge
Going to send my message through you
You'll recieve the signal to
I will function, operate
I will be a satellite of hate

Higher, Higher

Dissillusioned - I was disenchanted
Forgot the love that had been implanted
Heard the lies and felt the cold
It broke my heart and I lost control -
Now I'm a satellite of a free state
I'm a satellite of hate