We danced in the snow of a crystal December
In the dying of our souls, our bodies were the only answer
Drunken survivors of a Christian nation
Of the media and hate, the governments and slaves
Avalanches of the violent disharmony
From the coma of OK have awoken me
In the cover-up of disgraceful abuses
Avalanches of the violent disharmony
Emotional tolls, ghettos and holes to remember
Of the poverty and frauds, the bullies and the ego-pretenders
So we danced in the snow, to the back of my GDR garden
In comedy delight, immoral and divine
Avalanches of the violent disharmony
From the coma of OK have awoken me
In the cover-up of disgraceful abuses
Avalanches of the violent disharmony