Krankheit Mensch [English translation]

The skull grins at me scornfully.

What kind of evil have I done to you?

And when I think about it, the deflector shows.

We are the offspring of a corpse!

We are the pale horse and on us sits Death.

Hell is coming after us with tanks and bombs, red like fire.

When chains roll over bones, when gold is being weighed with blood

And God's warriors break from the hate, yeah then it's humaning!

Sickness Human!

We annihilated the crown!

Sickness Human!

To hell with us, in case it exists!

We chop down forests, we eat animals, rape children!

We split atoms, discriminate people,

we dream of the Good and follow the Mammon.

Our bodies, the dark robe of the darkest cult that has ever been on earth!

Sickness Human!

We don't deserve the crown!

Sickness Human!

To hell with us, in case it exists!

Sickness Human!

We don't deserve the crown!

Sickness Human!

To hell with us, in case it exists!

I'm searching for good, but I find nothing!

Sickness Human!

The crown of creation that devours everything.

I am a human, I am the human.

• Artist:Callejon
• Album:Wir sind Angst