The inside of a plane full of dirt and stench Future warriors in dusty uniforms Sent into this suicide by mad leaders No one knows if he'll ever get back home Here they go singing of tomorrow's pride Our foe - No chance, No chance We will win - Kill'em, Kill'em Our foe - No chance, No chance We will win - Kill'em, Kill'em Sailing down with parachutes into the hell Ruins, debris, ashes before their eyes Robot-tanks are grinding stones into dust Suddenly the hell breaks loose, the weapons bark Soldiers running, falling, wallowing in pain The robot-guns stop shooting, nothing more to kill Mad operation - unscrupulous greed Mad operation The final aim: world domination Uncontrolled lust for power High - handed egotism Struggle for immortality A place - in history Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! One of the commandos has survived the fight Crawling to the palace of the enemy There it is the unprotected central station Releasing the safety - catch of the atom grenades He's shouting"Heil my leader", runs into the room A deafening bang, the earth explodes, big surprise The nuisance of the universe The plague Is finally gone forever.