A man is coming near you
A pretentious flirting fixed look
He's playing for himself
You try to play along then hold back
You're still self-confident
It reminds you of a familiar feeling
Each blow fills you up with joy
Mad with pleasure you forget all
You beseech all the forces
Of the universe but no one is there
You're alone like a traveller
Lost from home
Die die and die again
Like a drug that penetrates you
Your thoughts are blurred, you're great
You're the master of this instant
You can spit on this arse
Stupid like a halo over an angel's head
It's too late, the harm is done
Hit hit and hit again
But like you he wonders why
The player says: the enemy's
Just a fool, he thinks I'm
The enemy
You think of those who loved him
But who never taught him what real life is
Just evil and despair
You can see something in the distance
Your excitement fading away
You hope it will come back
Your hot body evaporates now
In the icy cold of your death
Violenz is a therapy
At the edge of illegality
Makes you wretched but it also
Makes you great
