I'm the hand holding the flag
I'm the pickpocket at the Central Station
I'm the bomb at the terminals
I'm the frost where nothing grows
I'm the half-year of darkness
I'm tear gas in the handbag
I'm in the Rave Commission
I'm the suicide statistics
I'm the countryside, the Rohypnol
I'm the jealousy, the alcohol
I'm the mob in the schoolyard
All for all and one for one
All for all and one for one
All for all and one for one
I'm the fog in the memorial grove
The wind on the bridge over the sound
I'm the suspicious neighbor
F*ckin' Finns, Norwegians, Danes
I'm the knife in the inner pocket
I'm all the weapons we've exported
I'm the soldiers by the villages
I don't vote in the election anymore
I'm the ones who hit the wall
I'm the ones who go through the window
I live in the biggest city
I donate money to Save the Children
And my computer's full of pictures
That should never have been taken
All for all and one for one
All for all and one for one
All for all and one for one
I'm the hand that rocks the cradle
I'm the state and the capital
I'm mosques and cathedrals
I'm the bible and the quran
All for all and one for one
All for all and one for one
All for all and one for one