Be welcome to the world my child
To the land of working slaves
You'll be programmed
For doing as you're told from the cradle to the grave
Don't think too much
Don't squeeze your brain, you will never realize this
There's a nice software
In your microchip simulating that you're free

You try to run but you cannot escape
Stuck in the maze of the spiderweb
You can't stop working
Your queen must be fed. Long live the Slave Factory
You try to run but you cannot escape
Stuck in the maze of the spiderweb
You can't stop working
Your queen must be fed. Long live the Slave Factory

On the production line we all come out this way
With a bag full of fancy lies
Golden chuckles chained to our brains and magic numbers
That control our minds
And your master and his well trained dogs
They are watching you all day long
He knows all you do and hears all you say
The wrong words will make you lose your tongue

You try to run but you cannot escape
Stuck in the maze of the spiderweb
You can't stop working
Your queen must be fed. Long live the Slave Factory
You try to run but you cannot escape
Stuck in the maze of the spiderweb
You can't stop working
Your queen must be fed. Long live the Slave Factory

All of you are property of the Slave Factory
And it is your duty to obey your master
Insurrection will not be tolerated!
Any attempt of escape or rebellion
It will be punished, with the heavy hand of the law
Upon those who are against the Slave Factory

You try to run but you cannot escape
Stuck in the maze of the spiderweb
You can't stop working
Your queen must be fed. Long live the Slave Factory
You try to run but you cannot escape
Stuck in the maze of the spiderweb
You can't stop working
Your queen must be fed. Long live the Slave Factory