This New Technology

Never been a detainee of fate I ask why restrain your mind in chains If I am to die before I wake Pray to Mercury my soul to take Cry it from the mountaintop Roll it through the streets Free my soul now We control this new technology Live and die, their music stays unplayed Scared to fly, too scared to brave those flames Never heard or read the words you wrote Let it slide or take it by the throat Cry it from the mountaintop Roll it through the streets Free my soul now We control this new technology Whoa, we give it and go tonight Whoa, we give it and go tonight Cry it from the mountaintop Roll it through the streets Free my soul now We control this new technology