Countdown is running
For the last hours of our century
Childhood thoughts are coming
Are coming back – back to me

Robots will work for us
We spend our holidays on the moon
Cars will fly and there will be a pill
That we never must die

What if nostradamus4 prophecies
In the end becomes reality

What did we learn of the last 2000 years
What did we learn of the last 2000 years

The next millenium
Questions are running through my mind
Children of tomorrow
Clones marching side by side

Machines controlling us
Intellectual genocide
Horror visions – way of progress
Until suicide