We're watching life through opaque windowsLocked up in the hermetic worldOf doctrines and rulesWe're all the sameEqually overage and thoughtlessEqually frightenedLiving in shame is the only choiceWe laugh though we want to cryWrapped in foil we hang in shop windowsThe 'puppet master' leaves us on the edge of an abyssNone of us can change thisNone of us can overcome thisWe're just another number in the statisticsLike non humans deprived of feelings and dreams[Solo: Mister]Each day coded on a electronic chipOur time expiresOur death coded on a electronic chipWe're dying!