On streets electric shocks from stun gun shoot the shadows of crowds
People go jeeringly and attempts succeed behind a veil
Listen to Him whispering "this for the good" behind shadows
The invisible Brother suggestively pursue you
Form a line, you a machine of obedience
Enjoy yourself and now you should know thoughtfulness is guilt
In nightscape everywhere the voices of hatred are cried with ecstasy
They stomp around jeeringly to intercept deviant people
Listen to Him repeating "this for the good" by the windows
The invisible Brother is watching you like a parent
Stomp around, you a machine of good
Repeat out and now you should know thoughtfulness is guilt
Jeeringly people, people, people's eyes pursue you
Cruelly showing tomorrow is not for you
It covers every corner on the earth and crush the dream for escape
Listen to Him repeating "this for the good" in front of you
The invisible Brother is suggestively watching you
Stand in line, you a servant of obedience
Resign yourself now you should know thoughtfulness is guilt
Jeeringly people, people, people's eyes pursue you