What are you looking for
Man on the earth?
Your genetic’s program
Is only sorrow,disillusion
And finally death!
Why do you desperately search
Grasping rays of light
In the diods of your brain?
Don’t waste your time
Don’t be foolish
Man on the earth
You are only a machine.
Run, run, run
as far as your legs
can whelm on your weight!
Think, think, think
As deep as your mind
Can escape from control.
Who Knows?
Sometimes you might find
Another program has been stamped
On your head
With reversible engine control!
Cagliari, 1982