I was supposed to kill
Being a son of revolution
I was to wash away any kind of resistance
My hands were clean as snow
My heart was hot as fire
My impassive head was cold
Now you must be surprised
You thought that I got killed
You can even show my grave
 [bad [bad word]  not at all
 [bad word] to life again
When darkness falls at midnight
My new body made of steel leaves it's iron pedestal
The monument revives
No one can see the figure moving slowly through the dark
Iron Felix takes a hunt
Executioner I walk along narrow streets and hide in the darkness
Looking for a challenger to be killed
I'm alert and you've no chance
No one can survive in this game
My embrace is hard and I'll never let you go
I rose up from the emptiness
To finish what we started
The ambassador of future returned
From the past
Terminating anyone who's against the world of justice
Red Terror is here again, it's not a myth
Born to kill
I'm still alive and I'll take you on a [bad word] ride
Being a son of revolution
I'm to kill and kill infinitely
Walking in the dark
Every night I look for a victim
It's my step resounding loud
Resounding in your heart
Het passer by aware
Never leave your home at midnight
Iron Felix waits for you
Born to kill
I'm still alive and I'm gonna take a hunt
I'm still alive, I'm still alive...