The opposition, carcinogenic sweat that hides
The persecution, these hidden walls keep us aligned
Yeah, they keep us in line
Fourteen hours more
Covert tonight
The operation, a covert plan to get outside
The consecration, an archetype of a will that shines
Shining alive!
Will you die or can we keep you alive?
When there is a machine gun on every corner, you won´t see me
When there is a federal eye in every household, you won´t see me
When your every move is monitored, you won´t see me
And when it´s all too late, you won´t see me