The Untold — Front 242

It darkens our sayings Curses our wills Forces our needs Lessens our skills

The untold Rottens our actions Bites our soul Peels our heart Digs our grave Punishes disclosure And never gets rattled It's the untold The untold Running up here Hanging about Running up here Seeding the doubt

The untold Raises our greed Glides on the air Circles around

The dive in the shelter The paper one crinkles It's the untold, the untold

Rottens our actions Leaks our failures

You don't believe me?