Main Line 10 - Satellites (Official Audio)

Satellites lyrics: Satellites are flying over us and information is fading in the skies and return like black rain. They want to be the masters and I smell in the air something strange bitter and rotten. I predict a riot, I predict the end. There’s no way back again and this is it my friend. Satellites are flying over us and information is fading in the skies and return like black rain. Massive impulses collapsing my feelings streaming to nowhere and nobody listen. I think I’m not alone, the signals start