You have power
you wash my mind
So called truth breaks
the crust of my skull
And the spear
watches over next to my chest
Thrusts in
if you worship the wrong one
The light of my soul
and its purification
You wanted to be
my cure
You bit the neck
stayed and waited
You can love
only your own picture
The surrounded ones
on the floor
Mouths are washed
with soap
They don't get up
They don't shout
They didn't get the permission to do that
Don't look
Don't be visible
Don't ask
Don't visit
Don't!
It's easier to be that way
And I'm a child
whose cradle is burning
My world
was taken from me secretly
in my tomorrow
Until the innocent one breaks down
in a prison for the mind
And you are a father
the one I'm afraid of
Your flattering
stabs me in the back
You take my strength
oppress and win
You mark (me) as your own
you abuse (me)
A row of virgins at attention
The first one proud in her row
Not for long
will that joy last
when peace flees
from the heart
It' time to kill
nothing (is) sacred
Your turn begins
you're welcome
Don't look
Don't be visible
Don't ask
Don't visit
Don't!