Tropical Doom - Mute Тексты

Electronic gift
Technology to the kids
An obscure silent curse

Happily received
A fake commercial need
Human progress at its best

Isolated minds
But all seems fine
Digital interaction justifies

Lack of speech
Message not received
Personal interaction obsolete

Dive deep in the abyss
Where speechless souls live
Slaved by need
Darkness on thy voices feeds

Electronic seeds
Consumes will to think
A perpetual phone check

Doom has arrived
Overuse not justified
The useful side has long gone

Isolated sings
Just can’t signalize
Newborns will pay the price

Lack of seen
Obscured by the greed
Of having the new release