Letra da Música Blackhole de Funker Vogt

Ride off into the sunset,
Even in hours you won't reach.
Seconds fade into infinity,
Where the parallesls will meet.

Dna replication,
The system's self-organized.
A virus creates fear,
There's nearly no protection.

People have a new religion,
Science is it called.
A synonym for industry,
A new god for the world.

The clock strikes twelve
And nothing happens.
Is it real or is it virtual?
The rhthym of the time.

And the sun is burning.
A black hole in my mind.
While the earth is turning,
Feels like i will go blind