[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]