[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 sex

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]