A rift of anger passes my remembrance
   An outburst of hate rips my mind once again
   I know about your request, to retain your respect
   Like a mighty marauder you're infuriate yourself into vengeance
   You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror
   You're intoxicating your own mind with other's mistakes
  
   My oration will be your ordeal
   Not a secret I won't reveal
   My misgivings turned out to be true
   The lethal rash on me was you
  
   In the mist, to guide me through dictatorship
   In the mist, will be the first to guide you through dictatorship
  
   You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror
   You're intoxicating your own mind with other's mistakes
   I'm looking for a way out, to the top of my dreams
   With reckless violence, a world without domination
  
   Can you hear this song, song that I'm singing -- song that I'm singing
   It's about you dropping your gloves still I'm not swinging -- still I'm not swinging
   Your hate is something I cannot measure -- I cannot measure
   We will never bend for the fucking pressure
  
   My oration will be your ordeal
   Not a secret I won't reveal
   My misgivings turned out to be true
   The lethal rash on me was you
  
   In the mist, to guide me through dictatorship
   In the mist, will be the first to guide you through dictatorship