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