Now hear this my friends I'll never be the same again Going to lock myself in a cold black room Going to shadow myself in a well of gloom I will find a function, operate I will be a satellite of hate Driving to this point by a chain of events Each one pushed me nearer the edge Going to send my message through you You'll recieve the signal to I will function, operate I will be a satellite of hate Higher, Higher Dissillusioned - I was disenchanted Forgot the love that had been implanted Heard the lies and felt the cold It broke my heart and I lost control - Now I'm a satellite of a free state I'm a satellite of hate