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