Текст песни Out of Fetters Psyche Tear Off

Oh, in one's hands firmly reins Of my intentions I want to have And everything human, inferior, moral To pulverize in me And to throw up this poison The compulsory mental nourishment Which devours me and holds me Out of fetters, I tear myself off Not longer! I'd obliterate billions of nits In the form of global disaster I'd delouse the Earth Mother from mankind by fatal collapse!