Into the madhouse came a man of wrath
 Eyes of the saviour, hands dirted by blood
 Here brought the new world of all the big acts
 Put the gun to the brain and knife to 

 First insane fell down on the floor
 With a smile on the face and a prayer to the lord
 Mouth of the saviour said words without shame
 "Verdict of modern age is shoot to the brain!"

 Into the madhouse came a woman of wrath
 Sight of the tender nun, acts blessed by lord
 Here brought the new world of all the big acts
 Put the gun to the brain and knife to 

 Another insane fell down on the floor
 With a smile on the face and a prayer to the lord
 Mouth of the tender nun told just the same
 "Verdict of modern age is shoot to the brain!"

 Into the madhouse came a child of wrath
 Dressed in the uniform, [bad word] by roar
 Here brought the world of all those heroes
 To stay for a moment just the same hero

 [bad word] to this age of insanity...
 ...We’ve thousands of methods for killing from our forefathers
 For killing our mothers, sisters, brothers, daughters, sons and our lovers...

 ...So, put on the uniform
 Take the gun and put to the brain of yours
 ‘cause the end is here and we’re so late

 [bad word] in and [bad word] to madhouse...
 [bad word] to this age of insanity...
 [bad word] to this madhouse...