deep yellow and the burning red - song of zarathustra lyrics

this static age has a name for its page of change
and the headlines read: not even likely
you were bought and sold before you were told
do i want more? or do i want out
one moment of silence please
is what she said cause i’m too cold here
is what she said. do you want more? or do you want out?
breaking down for life has never felt so right, right now