作曲 : Vesania
Hate you all men!
Blood runs out of your dead lips
You have all got the same eyes
Festered
Stiched ones
Someday
A great house of glass
I will build
You are all so small for me
Almost as small as i am
I will be going out of it
To take a walk and shoot you
Shoot you all men!
One by one
Slowly
You... And you...
And you mother****er
Hundert hörensöhne!
But as a first i will shoot this one
Who is guilty of everything
He is right in the middle of my skull
I have got you!