Depeche Mode – Satellite

Now hear this my friends

I’ll never be the same again

Going to lark myself in a cold black room

Going to shadow myself in a veil of gloom

I will function, operate

I will be a satellite of hate

Driven to this point by a chain of events

Each one pushed me nearer the edge

Going to send my message trough to you

You’ll receive the signal too

I will function, operate

I will be a satellite of hate

Higher, higher

Disillusioned I was disenchanted

Forgot the love that had been implanted

Heard the lies and I 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.