Silk Road - Miss Information

Data makes the world have a low voice

Too many signs and I open my eyes

Night sky vacuumed up all loud noise

Like a black hole no one’s choice

Das Information, my last name

Swinging East to West, that’s my quest

Hiding all my words in the spices

Find my big data and burn it

If you can find me

My password and my key

Let me, let me find the way

Tell me quietly

Like a whisper of a deity

Change my time and rewind it

Psychometrically find me

Psychometrically blind me

While the moon touches my knee

Data makes the world upside down

Chopped and screwed like a sand clock

Digital trace has no price

A data driven world is your choice

You know you can erase the word only twice

Das Information, my last, name

Swinging East to West, that’s my quest

Hiding all my words

Words are the sign of frequency

And disappear in me

If you can find me sensuality

Tell me quietly

Like a whisper of a deity

Change my time and rewind it

Psychometrically blind me

Psychometrically find me

While the moon touches my knee

Hey

What about love and beauty?

You showed me the same old view

All of History is repeating