We've found a stable configuration for our society
Yet still we cannot avoid the human-troll collision
Take a little peek from that window
What do you see? It's not a dream

Human and troll embryos separately in glass jars
For what reason: come and see
Human embryos, they are weak
We poke them with needles and let them die
Take a little peek from that window
What do you see? It's not a dream
Troll embryos, growing tall
We nurse them, we feed them well
Where our obscure goals collide with mankind
Our inhumane plans will be finally fullfilled
Humans, taught to be afraid of everything
Fear of god, fear of death, soon fear of syndicate
Symptoms are clear, weakness and unforgiven
We're not sure of the disease, but cure will be our iron fist!

More simple minds to manipulate,
More beautifull dreams to crush,
More weak humans, more and more,
For our scientists to cut
Take a little peek from that window
What do you see? It's not a dream
Where our obscure goals collide with mankind
Our inhumane plans will be finally fullfilled