The opposition, carcinogenic sweat that hides The persecution, these hidden walls keep us aligned Yeah, they keep us in line Fourteen hours more Covert tonight The operation, a covert plan to get outside The consecration, an archetype of a will that shines Shining alive! Will you die or can we keep you alive? When there is a machine gun on every corner, you won't see me When there is a federal eye in every household, you won't see me When your every move is monitored, you won't see me And when it's all too late, you won't see me