When Times Turn Red

When Time Turns Red Every step is so well planned forward the next is in progress the last not yet done Trend is acting first be in time thinking later start the run Running faster In burning traces our disease Turn on the master Volume just to be in

Know your place and ask no questions Never forget the role you play Machine keeps pounding running forward Avoid it's contact mind it's way Between two lines I find myself now What you may be is what they ask for Not for the one you really are Answer