Isn't what it really
What it appears to be.
Isn't what it really
What it seems.

Isn't what it really
What it appears to be.
Isn't what it really
What is seems.

Taken by force.
Through the lightining course.
To the powerload.
Its the lightining curse.

Repeat again.

Try to turn the power.
The power into the light.
Hold on to your life.
My son, a vision in my sight.
Mother calls you back home,
Don't you fall off from your bike.
Playground heroes what you were.
Never in the reich.

Power surging through you.
Body feeling numb.
A distant cry of sorrow.
Blackness lovers you.