nin

Por fin.
Pero como cuesta carancho!

.............................

You're keeping in step
In the line
Got your chin held high and you feel just fine
Because you do
What you're told
But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold

(...)

Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

(...)

So naive
I keep holding on to what I want to believe
I can see
But I keep holding on and on and on and on

the hand that feeds - nine inch nails.