Eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf, sechs, sechs, sechs...

Aus... Maschieren marsch!

Eternal passion, infinite absurdity. The false

prophecy of love. We have the machine guns,

punishment is goal. We have the machione guns, some

twats and fucking balls. Eins, zwei, drei…

Kill all those who betrayed, just count them ein,

zwei, drei. They castrated our hearts, so crush them,

and crush them twice. They did it shamelessly,

murdering without compunction so reload the twat

machine guns, our time is about to come…

Fuck ‘em, twat machine gun, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em

twat machine gun... Eins, zwei, drei, twat machine

gun.

Eins, zwei, drei… We are approaching. Rising

from the narrow beds… Eins, zwei, drei. Our hearts in

shallow graves… Eins, zwei, drei.

Insanity sets us free, that’s all we had. Despair

and misery, same you will get. Tragic dismay, such

precious keys, just count with me. Worried? We are

almost there. So… Eins, zwei, drei