I´m your slave. I´m your worker

We're charging our battery
And now we're full of energy
We are the robots
We are the robots
We are the robots
We are the robots

We're functioning automatic
And we are dancing mechanic
We are the robots
We are the robots
We are the robots
We are the robots

I'm your slave

I'm your worker

I'm your slave

I'm your worker

Kraftwerk. We are the robots

The sound of music

"La vida es un cuento contado por un idiota, lleno de ruido y de furia, que no tiene ningún sentido"

Macbeth, acto 5º, escena 5. William Shakespeare

"Life is a story told by an idiot, full of noise and emotional disturbance but devoid of meaning"

Macbeth, act 5, escene 5. William Shakespeare

Children of the night

Count Dracula: To die, to be *really* dead, that must be glorious!

Mina Seward: Why, Count Dracula!

Count Dracula: There are far worse things awaiting man than death.

Dracula (1931)

Wellcome to the red room

I got idea man

You take me for a walk

Under the sycamore trees

The dark trees that blow baby

In the dark trees that blow

And I'll see you

And you'll see me

And I'll see you in the branches that blow

In the breeze,

I'll see you in the trees

Under the sycamore trees

Written by: David Lynch (lyrics), Angelo Badalamenti (music)