Now here 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 well of gloom, I will find a function, operate, I will be a satellite of hate.
Driving to this point by a chain of events, Each one pushed me nearer the edge. Going to send my message through you, You´ll recieve the signal to. I will function, operate, I will be a satellite of hate.
Dissillusioned - I was disenchanted, Forgot the love that had been implanted, Heard the lies and 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.