Letras
Oh you wanna run with Section 12?
Well
Have you ever been in a straight jacket?
In our world there will be no emotions except
Fear
Rage
Triumph
And self-abasement
There will be no loyalty
Except loyalty to the party
But always there will be the intoxication of power
Always, at every moment
There will be the thrill of victory
The sensation of trampling on an enemy who's helpless
If you want a picture of the future
Imagine a boot stamping on the human face forever
The moral to be drawn from this dangerous nightmare situation is a simple one