You buy yourselves strange1 fear and strange1 terror every day
You plunge into the flood of images,
lust after every assassination attempt
Blood might rain for the others,
Today strange sorrow amuses you,1
What would be, if white turned to black,
if poverty overtook you?
Prepare yourselves,
It's almost time
The world breaks in two
Where once life was, silence will be
Fire burns
the world that you know,
The air turns to lead,
And where earth was, ash will be
It is almost time
Already soon,
Prepare yourselves!
There is no place on Earth
that I cannot reach
and I swear, when I come,
I will be savior and tyrant
Will destroy, will accomplish what needs to be done,
I plant horror in your hearts
I bestow the kiss of death upon you
Prepare yourselves,
It's almost time
The world breaks in two
Where once life was, silence will be
Fire burns
the world that you know,
The air turns to lead,
And where earth was, ash will be
It is almost time
Already soon,
Prepare yourselves!
1. a. b. c. Perhaps someone can say if "fremd" here is meaning "of others"?