Lyrics
He was a lonely ghost
Uttering a truth
That no one would ever hear
Reject the evidence
Of your eyes and ears
It was the final most essential command
You want a picture of the future
Imagine a boot
Stomp on a human face forever
We are the dead (we are the dead)
We will be hollow (we will be hollow)
We shall squeeze you empty
And fill you with ourselves
We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead
Ah, yes!
To the past or to the future
To an age when thought is free
From the age of Big Brother
And the thought police
I sold you and you sold me
You want a picture of the future
Imagine a boot
Stomp on a human face forever
We are the dead (we are the dead)
We will be hollow (we will be hollow)
We shall squeeze you empty
And fill you with ourselves
You want a picture of the future
Imagine a boot
Stomp on a human face forever
We are the dead (we are the dead)
We will be hollow (we will be hollow)
We shall squeeze you empty
And fill you with ourselves
We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead
Ah, yes!
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