This is the last day
We refuel the bird-coffin*
And the rats begin to pray
The goal seems motionless
Waits for the finishing blow
Daddy stretches the barrel and fucks your country
The war is over for you
But I end this party
My awesome people observe me
And well dear rats, pay attention
I have brought something for you*
A bit of Hamburg all night
My punishing bomber now fucks you all
They have me in their view
But it pleases me so
The most beautiful raisins* for all
That goes through marrow and leg
So it must be
Phew! That was a cheeky country
Smells a bit burnt
The preemptive, my dynamite
And the moral of the story
A fire ground that one doesn't need
When one hopes to see a bucket
My punishing bomber now fucks you all
They have me in their view
But it pleases me so
The most beautiful raisins for all
That goes through marrow and leg
So it must be
They feed the industry
With holy blasphemy
Brutal monopoly
For new publicity
Logic and idiocy
On a human landfill
Pictures
Corrode the harmony
My punishing bomber now fucks you all
They have me in their view
But it pleases me so
The most beautiful raisins for all
That goes through marrow and leg
So it must be
They feed the industry
With holy blasphemy
Brutal monopoly
For new publicity
So it must be
Logic and idiocy
On a human landfill
Brutal monopoly
Pictures
So it must be
So it must be
So it must be
(Tell me; you didn't fuck them, did you?)*