Eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf, sechs, sechs, sechs...
Aus... Maschieren marsch!
Eternal passion, infinite absurdity. The false
prophecy of love. We have the machine guns,
punishment is goal. We have the machione guns, some
twats and fucking balls. Eins, zwei, drei…
Kill all those who betrayed, just count them ein,
zwei, drei. They castrated our hearts, so crush them,
and crush them twice. They did it shamelessly,
murdering without compunction so reload the twat
machine guns, our time is about to come…
Fuck ‘em, twat machine gun, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em
twat machine gun... Eins, zwei, drei, twat machine
gun.
Eins, zwei, drei… We are approaching. Rising
from the narrow beds… Eins, zwei, drei. Our hearts in
shallow graves… Eins, zwei, drei.
Insanity sets us free, that’s all we had. Despair
and misery, same you will get. Tragic dismay, such
precious keys, just count with me. Worried? We are
almost there. So… Eins, zwei, drei
