Death comes mounted on a horse
Iron and pain
Bringing despair and destruction
The heavens spit Fire
On the people of the sun
A small egg, this demon of
Venerated on our heads
The green fire in our sun shines
Read more splendor than
But death and pain
Iron bird
Fenix's death
Presents us with your child from pain
I am not an alien
I am not an alien
I am not an alien
How many times say!
Hi-Ro-Shi-MAAa
Iron bird
Fenix's death
Presents us with your child from pain
I am not an alien
I am not an alien
I am not an alien
How many times say!
Paul Tibbets a good man, good soldier
Bold, cold heart
Has no mercy
Have no feelings
Pure fiction, alienation, stupidly
I do not want to burn
I do not want to burn
I do not want to burn
In the green hell