• Satellite


  • 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 veil of gloom

    I will function, operate

    I will be a satellite of hate


    Driven to this point by a chain of events

    Each one pushed me nearer the edge

    Going to send my message through to you

    You'll receive the signal too

    I will function, operate

    I will be a satellite of hate


    Higher, Higher


    Disillusioned - I was disenchanted

    Forgot the love that had been implanted

    Heard the lies and I 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