Will the earth sink into the abyss of nothingness 
With naught but thick blackness
And have I followed the will of my own 
No, I don’t think I’m any better than you 
If the circle gets all straightened up
 [bad word] the age of northern winds
No one is crowned, Let this word be weighed
I’ve washed my hands to hold you close 
Well, I'm dead serious tonight and I'll have it now
Set out to sing, Baby, To sing the verses of fall
When there are no more words left
That's the right thing to do, Right on yeah
Well, I'm dead serious tonight and I'll have it now
Set out to sing, Baby, To sing the verses of fall
When there are no more words left
That's the right thing to do
It's not a question of who's the meanest [bad word] on earth
It's not a question of who gives or who doesn't give a [bad word] 
"Maahan miehet, Maahan miekat, Maahan…"