Low Tech

Low Tech
Build myself in the dirt
Sacred right, sacred curse
(Low tech)
Who of us expected dust?
Promised gold and handed rust in return
For your life and sacrifice
Did your job, now rust and die

To be a man with nowhere to stand (Where to stand)
Old tech with your dick left in your hand
You built the world, but can't share it (Can't share it)
I'm sorry, son, we're not the ones to inherit
Old souls
Not royalty
I want nothing, solitude will prove
I won't lose
Forced to move, forced to choose
Beyond bygones, my legs walk on
(Land of the hurt)
The world I see but know I could never be
(Defined by, designed by)
But when my eyes shut I know who I am (I know who I am)
Hit the switch
To be a man with nowhere to stand
My plans reduced to what's in my hand
Ground zero
Fists in the dirt
Simply born, simply die
I was built and designed
Low tech
Enemies to my kind
Fight the tide, toe the line (But I'm)
Crudely made and refined in mind
For this low tech
En 'Low Tech' de Kublai Khan TX, se hace una reflexión sobre la vida y el legado que dejamos. Se habla de la construcción de uno mismo desde lo más básico, enfrentando tanto bendiciones como maldiciones en el camino...