poor old God has died when they took his feet
take another breath of a faint belief
saw him on your trace and he'll take no rest
paid to be the first but just got the 2nd best

all we need is life and a ship to leave
vultures in the back and a snake at ease
call me by the name of a feminist
silent is the shot for she never will be missed

catch me on a white line
as lonely as my God's sign

the [bad word] is not polite so let's make it worse
navigate the sheep in the devil's hearse
Saw him near your place soon he'll be your guest
tremble for a life that you never have possessed

all we need is love and the will to hate
shotgun in the left, in the other one our fate
silver-bullets served by the hypocrite
monkey on the back for we never will admit

silent as a landmine
as lonely as my God's sign