Finally you're locked in chains
And they're getting inside your brain
You're trying hard to get away
But you probably go insane

Information is running out,
You need it back, you're lost without
You wanna scream, you wanna shout,
But there's probably no way out.

It's running down your dreams,
You're watching the return of the machines.
It's never what it seems,
You're watching the return of the machines.