"Vomiting bitter tears of disgust
Four eyes fly through the dark
Where they hide from a blinding light
Master of the slave domains"

As strange as it might sound to the ears of a poor in spirit
There, our eyes are able to see

"And the trail of tears on their cheeks
Announces the dawn a revolution
The more you suffer
The more you enjoy your...

...revenge"

Betrayed by an underrace
We are not part of that flock
No!
Our bodies and souls are the incarnation of
"Der