Lyrics Rotten Sound

Rotten Sound

Observers

Violation of our basic human right

Nowhere to hide, you are always in their sights

Desperately trying to run away

Nothing achieved 'cos they're here to stay

Something in front of you

Someone behind your back

In shadows are hiding

Our personal observer

Microscopical chips containing

Equipent for perfect observing

Informations are saved for future generatios

They can dig up all our secret temptations

Goverments inventions

For social protection

In shadows are hiding

Our personal observes