Welcome to the new age,
to a world without pain,
without love, nor imagination,
where the rain falls over a forest
that you can't see
if you don't surf the web.
The sister Moon
stopped combing her hair,
'cause she couldn't find, no,
her refelction on her mirror, the Sea.
Look up as far as
your sanity can go
you'll notice the sun left.
Mounted on a cloud
of carbon and lethal gas
they went off to seek for a flower.
Because the brother Sun
got tired of shining.
Being fed by
a hard drive and terminal.
Oh, in Satania you are
your thoughts are programmed.
Oh, press the button,
surf my world: "deseos.com"
Build yourself a paradise,
a virtual lover,
send him/her orgasms via e-mail.
Design a tender kiss
or a gesture of love,
open the file and save it.
Buy a special program
made for crying
where, in tears,
you can choose variety.
Oh, in Satania you are
your thoughts are programmed.
Oh, press the button,
surf my world: "deseos.com"
The voice of your master I am,
linked to your heart,
I'll give you Future,
if you give me your Freedom.
Oh, in Satania you are
your thoughts are programmed.
Oh, press the button,
surf my world: "deseos.com"
Oh, in Satania you are
your thoughts are programmed.
Oh, press the button,
surf my world:
deseos
deseos
deseos.com
[Year 2199, Satania, the story begins...]
Satania
Welcome to the new age, to a world without pain, without love, nor imagination, where the rain falls over a forest that you can't see if you don't surf the web.
The sister Moon stopped combing her hair, 'cause she couldn't find, no, her refelction on her mirror, the Sea.
Look up as far as your sanity can go you'll notice the sun left. Mounted on a cloud of carbon and lethal gas they went off to seek for a flower.
Because the brother Sun got tired of shining. Being fed by a hard drive and terminal.
Oh, in Satania you are your thoughts are programmed. Oh, press the button, surf my world: "deseos.com"
Build yourself a paradise, a virtual lover, send him/her orgasms via e-mail. Design a tender kiss or a gesture of love, open the file and save it.
Buy a special program made for crying where, in tears, you can choose variety.
Oh, in Satania you are your thoughts are programmed. Oh, press the button, surf my world: "deseos.com"
The voice of your master I am, linked to your heart, I'll give you Future, if you give me your Freedom.
Oh, in Satania you are your thoughts are programmed. Oh, press the button, surf my world: "deseos.com"
Oh, in Satania you are your thoughts are programmed. Oh, press the button, surf my world: deseos deseos deseos.com