I know you, I'm familiar with you
You put yourself in my head, feed yourself in my stomach
Like an old wound that never heals
Are you the shame that always remains as a scar?
Feelings freeze, become cold like ice
Thoughts fantasise and spin round in circles
Boundaries erode and break the dam
For congested aggression, my crest is rising
Your look makes my heart beat faster
I can no longer bear your presence
I lay all my hate at your feet
I let you pay for all of your mistakes
Who, who do you think you are?
You are the plague, my counterpart
You are the projection of hate and emotion
What, no matter what you do
What you do goes directly into the blood
It chases me on the skin
The anger that builds me
Enemy image, my polar opposite
You are my enemy image, my opposite, so stupid and hollow
Enemy image, hated antipath
You are the anger in the stomach, the dance on the narrow ridge
Because in every enemy there is also something good
I make you into my object of hate
Enemy image
I am shocked, where does all this hate come from?
All the anger that I gladly give you
Perhaps I need you in order to excite myself
In order to define my fears and goals
Sometimes it's good when you hate something
Because you are defined better with an opposite
Not every aversion is automatically bad
Not all anger is equally unfair
I must respond to your provocation
I always search for a confrontation with you
I see red you you stand in front of me
You are the reason why my heart still beats
Enemy image, my polar opposite
You are my enemy image, my opposite, so stupid and hollow
Enemy image, pride comes before the fall
I mix the concrete for your impact
I need you for my trial
Enemy image
That is the naked madness, that is schizophrenia
I dance before the abyss, but I have never been so free
I am damn dangerous, I'm not all there
But whoever consumes all that is within themselves, will not live healthily
With tunnel vision I block out everything
I loudly applaud my ignorance
I couldn't vomit, swear, scream, I need an outlet
I'm flipping out now, I'm becoming infantile
Enemy image, beloved antipath
Without you my life would be senseless, empty and boring
Enemy image, the goal in sight
Because without you my head wouldn't work
Enemy image, the reason that excites me
Because only an enemy image shows me that my heart still beats
Still beats, still beats
With tunnel vision I block out everything
I loudly applaud my ignorance
If I could see myself in the mirror, I would surely be pale
Because I have gotten used to what I hate so much
Enemy image