From the album Roads We Take

Lyrics:

Still remember years ago,
A tall man with wooden cross,
Came to me with words of preaching,
Saying something about a cost,

He said - "son, we should have prayed,
Our presumption is yours to fix,
When machine would finally fail,
Who do you think will get the blame?"

Chorus:
We are running out of date,
To drop it all
And start over without it,
Days of the scapegoat...

Many years have passed since then,
Still it seems it seems it's in our hands,
Still it seems there's nothing wrong,
Laying silent, growing strong.

Took a ride towards the bridge,
Just to get my point of view,
Still the answer won't be given,
What the fuck now, who serves who?

Chorus:
We are running out of date,
To drop it all
And start over without it,
Days of the scapegoat...

Must be something left,
For those who kept awake
Up there on the shelf,
Without it...

And it gains control,
And it has no soul, Still,
it gains control.

Days of the scapegoat,
Days of the scapegoat...