Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around,
   delighted and -
   frankly begins to go insane. The computerbrain can't find such a
   "feeling" in it's data
   banks and becomes alarmed...
   Machine:
   Outside the breathing space
   Like a bunch of metal pushed into my veins
   John Doe:
   Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones!
   It's so beautiful here...
   Machine:
   Vegetation, out of my files
   Weird like death, like rusty metal
   The Angel:
   How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... you're out of line!
   Machine:
   Death! Death!
   (Hey!) Now it's a crime to walk down here
   This is not our property, somebody's charging us
   The Angel:
   No, no, no! It's not true!
   Here we are all free, free from your sins!
   Machine:
   Sure it's all safe?
   Reminds me of an overload
   Surrounded by chaos
   I'm just a hunter's prey
   The Angel:
   Benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
   John Doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain, the
   body
   impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic
   depression. The Angel is
   watching from aside with a contented smile. The computerbrain is
   starting to feel a
   reduction of electric charge in itself.
   Machine:
   I can't find my memory
   I'm short of breath, I only feel
   Files are messed up, hi-tech gone
   Wanna get back, this is not fun!
   I escape, I am scared
   I'll be lost anyway
   Comfortable? It's too hot
   I'm afraid of what is not
   Why do you smile, don't like it
   Feel too much, I feel sorrow
   I should stay pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
   The computerbrain runs away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere
   else... Revelling
   deep in pleasure.
   Machine:
   American dream
   You made yourself spoiled
   I've been livin' in a dream for too long
   They forced me to pay, but now, here, today...
   Choir:
   YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
   Machine:
   Is this way right or wrong?
   Should I go... right or left?
   It's too hot, faith no more
   I feel wet, I will die!