Tools

You don't know what to do, don't know what to believe
Evil eyes are watching you like in some vivid dream.

Human clay, to my dismay.
you know there is no other way.

Take a look behind your back, you're turning paranoid,
It is a wave gone out of control

Human clay, to my dismay.
you know there is no other way.

We are gonna use – You
You are the tools you fools.
Behind a caravan of disillusioned fools
What have we become now, a herd of human tools.
What went wrong inside of me,
what went wrong inside of you?

Human clay, to my dismay.
you know there is no other way.