Then he turns out the light
Looks into a mirror
«Show me the world! Show me the world!»
A lorry full of dynamite
Led by will to suicide
And murder, and murder, and murder…
Here comes the dawn for the gods
Here comes the dawn for the empire
Here comes the night for the gods
Here comes the night for the empire
Then he turns out the light
Leans back on his seat
On top of the hill, on top of the hill
And the soil turns to red
And the rats come climbing
And murder, and murder, and murder…
Here comes the dawn…
Then he turns out the light
Looks into a mirror
«Show me the world! Show me the world!»
Look into your eyes
Who are you
See your face vanish
Who are you
And murder, and murder, and murder…