(Blah-blah…., random assembly of letters, in fact, this is a composition that represents a record of a verse played backwards. Here is the original verse):
This is the Finnish sauna where you'll get burned (alive)
Silly prince, you are wheezing in vain.
I hate Paris.
Soon you'll burn down, the bath-house.
Get away from me! I'm raising my chainsaw to the heaven,
The drill is dancing, it's squeaking on the floor.
Oh you, an ugly chap with shifty eyes,
I'll soon tear your mouth.