Third Generation Sentence Lyrics


(You must not escape

You must not steal

You must immediately report

You must over-fulfill your tasks)*

Welcome to this world, my child

You were born where you shall die

I don't care what you feel

Little boy who forever kneels

In this place we're all the same

In our crib and our grave

We've made you live this way

What are you gonna do?

Through all your darkest days

You will curse your father's name

Freedom will come as a queen

Embraced with her wings

You'll see the things unseen

The spectrum of all shades

Will make you sad and gray

You'll never learn to live

Under the western star

In the spectrum of all shades

Insignificant you shall be

Under the falling sun

Through all your darkest days

You will curse your mother's name