Köpök Rátok [English translation]

If I tore my heart open, if I shot me in the head

If I killed myself on the stage and my head would splash in front of Youtr feet,

Than you would only say that, he just shows off

He surely sold his soul to Death

Hereafter I won't button up my mouth, hereafter anyone finds me I'll settle his hash

Don't want to fight with me, hold the piece

Hold Me!

Slowly everyone knows anything about me better than i know myself, that the Devil bought my soul, that where is my old self

Slowly anyone knows me better than i know myself, You make me spit on you, here you are, take that, here's my bloody spittle

How many miserable, disgusting rat, how many woeful worm

You are dying in the dark while I live in the Light

How many woeful rat wait me to bleed to death

Don't want to fight with me, hold the peace instead

Hold Me!

I'm not an angel, you can see, above my head

There's no glory

But I did not ask for help from the Devil neither

I have no wings, no no horns

I was born to be a human

But all stuck in the shit

who are against Me.

How many miserable, disgusting rat,

how many woeful worm

How many miserable, disgusting rat,

How man woeful little worm

You are dying in the dark, while

I live in the Light

You are dying in the dark while, you see

I live in Light.