Nitlott [English translation]

I see the world through sunglasses

You stand before Mr. Deaths threshold of pain

You're a perfect start for a lousy day

Everything you've forgotten and everything you've suppressed

All of it returns again now

Like thousand upon thousand knife stabs

A icy wind of AIDS-infected razors

I call you a "whore" for a reason

I was like a frozen night in Saint Petersburg

When the cold of the eastern bloc wasn't on your side

Thin, lank hair, threads of the souls misery

The gases, discharged from your anorectic

Lung diseased body, felt suffocating

Dressed in rags, afflicted by sexually transmitted diseases

You get pulled down into the pitch-black perdition

Tears won't lead to a free ticket out of here

Instead you got the losing ticket of an unlucky day

You've always been dead in my eyes

Now you'll be it in others too

Die for the world that's next to come

Slowly, your short life disappears

I ejaculate on your bone-white corpse

• Artist:Lifelover
• Album:Erotik