'28, in the grip of depressionnAlleviate all the pain of conceptionnDon't hesitate you got to raise your ambitionnAnnihilate all the theories of suspensionnn40 years of agony waiting to be freenVictim of the gruesome days of the 20th CenturynThe Future is a mystery a question of SalvationnFrozen in a tomb of ice Suspended AnimationnnMeditate just can't help my aggressionnViolate on the verge of destitutionnDeviate the master plan of my ascensionnMitigate all my lack of contributionnnYou said it didn't matter, fate can't be changednYou never even told me the world was rearrangednNothing's getting better the years are getting worsenI think that I'm a victim of the animated cursennTake me back to my own time when things were not as badnThe end of my suspended dreamnA time when there were peaceful nights when wars were not so sadnA promise that I must redeemnnAnd when the years are rolling by I know I won't regretnIt's never better than the pastnThe future wasn't meant for me and that I won't forgetnSuspended Animation was the curse that had been cast