Not a singer

when I listening to Sin and this part of the song Cleaned up corporation progress
Dying in the process,
Children that can talk about it
Living on the webways,
People moving sideways
Sell it till your last days
Buy yourself the motivation
Generation nothing
Nothing but a dead scene
Product of a white dream
I am not the singer that you wanted, but a dancer
I refuse to answer
Talk about the past, Sir
Wrote it for the ones who want to get away
Keep running

I keep thinking of a sword fight