Imprisoned

Our privacy is subdued

By new generation's mode being

We are impaled to do what they do

We are impaled to think what they think

World's full of immunes and immortals

Who spread their knowledge they haven't got

We're afraid of our thoughts

'Cause our minds are destroyed

We live in the world of endless emptiness

Of endless emptiness

We live in the world of schizoidal disease

Directed by an intelectual sense

We don't possess a knowledge

About borning nor about future of our existence

Imprisoned!