Locked in the process of an ancient prophecy

Trapped by the motion of a silent chemistry



Rushed by the impulse of an instant satisfaction

Fed by the passion of our fast evolution





In a human race we run so fast

We never feel the trap

In a human race we run until

They wave the final flag





Stop for a moment ...

Smell the sound of light !!!

Look with your fingers

through the darkness of the night





In a human race we run so fast

We never feel the drag

In a human race we run until

We cross the final flag





We're running around

Trying to understand

We're falling down

There is no end



Chorus



Words by MAD

Music by Continuum

(c) Space-Time Records

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