| "The street is my world | |
| and the real world that I've to deal with everyday, | |
| Believe me.. if I start to murdering people | |
| there'll be none of you left" | |
| [Charles Manson] | |
| Everything is going to deteriorate more and more! | |
| They buy futures, | |
| they sell futures where there's no future! | |
| Everybody is preparing to thread one finger | |
| into the ex-planet of God's ass | |
| and then they taste it! | |
| I am here with my nose in the earth | |
| and I'm here from the beginning of times! | |
| They cry and they needs help, but nobody is around | |
| They are alone! They are the perfect sons of God! | |
| There's nothing outside! | |
| No illusions! | |
| God likes to watch: he's a prankster! | |
| he gives man instincts... | |
| he gives this extraordinary gift | |
| just for fun! | |
| He fix the rules in opposition: | |
| watch but don't touch, | |
| touch but don't taste, | |
| taste but don't swallow | |
| and while you are jumping from one foot to the next | |
| he's laughing! | |
| [chorus:] | |
| Bellum Omnium Contra Omnes | |
| Bis Vincit Qui Se Vincit in Victoria | |
| Et Satan Ridet! | |
| Omnia est malis est! | |
| Et Satan Ridet! | |
| [Satan:] | |
| I am here with my nose in the earth | |
| and I'm here from the beginning of times! | |
| I have cultivated every feelings men can try | |
| My interest is for what men really desires and I never judged him | |
| 'cause I never refused him! | |
| Even if he's full of damned imperfections | |
| I'm a men fanatic! | |
| I'm an humanist! | |
| The last of humanists! | |
| Everything, everything is mine! | |
| This is my time! | |
| This is our time! | |
| Panic flights to death | |
| Death flights to the cosmo |