[music: M. Roderer / lyrics: A. Krull] a deep grey nursery creche a poor and dirty cage dreams of wonderland will never come true in this world born into this misery never knowing any reason why cowering on the dirty floor bed-ridden, beaten - every day ...under the seal of secrecy eyes full of pain belonging to the weaker s** staring into space so many years of hopelessness in prison without any guilt the children of no home and love and they sing: nursery rhymes out of their mind without sense - sad cries for help ...under the seal of secrecy growing into apathy enduring every use of force body like a numb limb without ache - but soul is still alive ...under the seal of secrecy [lead: T. Bauer]