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Steel-framed, concrete form Cold-eyed, sentient god Pale glow bathes the road Red and white constellation Streaming down, speed of serotonin Drumming grows in foreign drones Staring upward, the view is yours alone Rain over plastic, crowd breathing low Driving now, visor low Overlain interface shown Scrolling grid, wider view Scanning signs of hidden roads From great heights, one cannot know Dark streets, just a shadow Light array, facing home Stalling time, burning chrome Aus Songtexte Mania