CELL-YARD-CELL
Cell, yard, cell. House, work, house.
They're both sides of the same coin.
The violence beats us in and out of the cages.
The discipline torments us out and in of the factories.
We are all prisoners of the same lie.
We stand blind in front of the invisible iron bars.
And other times they're so real that the simple fact of being distresses us.
English translation:
CELL-YARD-CELL Cell, yard, cell. House, work, house. They're both sides of the same coin. The violence beats us in and out of the cages. The discipline torments us out and in of the factories. We are all prisoners of the same lie. We stand blind in front of the invisible iron bars. And other times they're so real that the simple fact of being distresses us.