我们是人海中的难兄难弟，我们是被长矛穿刺的风车，我们是银蛇多出的脚，经过安娜·卡列尼娜与她的无名车马。
We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not 'cause we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labour you can keep
We're living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We're living in a den of thieves
And it's contagious.