Dom andra [English translation]

A lonely woman seeks a man

Answer to: "the heart speaks the truth"

A pessimist in the form of his life

I scent blood, the smell of sorrow

An alien's thirst for love

A question of who failed who first

Eat fat and sugar until you vomit

Or become a four-ton martyr

Sell yourself, sell yourself high

Come borrow my crown of thorns

Suffer for art or burn

I fight to keep my body warm

A dream of mother's open arms

An alien's thirst for love

A question of who failed who first

And I willingly become a martyr

We surely need a new one

Sell yourself, sell yourself high

A middle finger to the dead

We walk over corpses

And display our love

Our rich inner lives

But the tickets to heaven

Were sold out when got there

And the price that we paid

To be classed as elite

Was that we became like the others

We became like the others

We became like the others

And we will go no further

We are back to zero

But no one comes to mourn

We have played out our role

We will forget it all

It means nothing

We should have come further

To a place we couldn't reach

We became like the others

We became like the others

We became like the others