Ladies and gentlemen
we have a fight
Yet there might be a slight
chance that it won't continue
Or not

I was there, I really was
Or was it just a blow and I,
I am insane
Oh I don't think I care about
myself any more
So was it all the same
what I have done
what I have said

You will spread your wings
and you will hide
And I am left behind
the shade, myself and I
It is the only part of me
who I am to you
The part I feel
I've had before

I've faced the invincible

Wait - the [bad word] intended was weaker
than the day before
Wait - are you the
end of the world
like the day before

You're always right
it's your never-ending
mission
I know my part:
To be under your
submission
Oh no! I know...

Well, it has [bad word] the time to say my mind
I do have my own thoughts
you know, I really do but
I guess I should
have known better
Oh well, me and I
That before the calm there
is a chance of storm

From that icy world of [bad word] descend among
us mortals
(I believe) I'm in affair with
the devil
She is [bad word]  malicious
yet beautiful

The fight is almost over now
Guess who is winning
Here is a clue:
Satan seldom admits
she is wrong

Why are we in your [bad word] We could use mine as well
Some day you know I might
even try to disappear