| One look into space | |
| Releases your narcotic visions | |
| Of world in apocalyptic struggle | |
| On your face the blood streams engrave | |
| The sigma of the deprived environment | |
| As they run down to the river | |
| Of stinking human stupidity | |
| Your life slowly discovers | |
| The instinct of murder in you | |
| Your deceived conscience makes you | |
| Torture your own thoughts | |
| Scream! Infirmity! | |
| Torn out of the depths of your body | |
| You have no strength to fight through | |
| And suffocate in the endless ring | |
| Your winged psyche slowly fades | |
| Becoming cluster | |
| Of your helplessness' rotten remains | |
| And with the discovery of beast in yourself | |
| You've lost the distance to reality | |
| In which chaos, silence, mutiny and destruction | |
| Is unity |