There are precisions
And we must protect to win the competition
I fought two brides maids
Until montenegro we're bold
I am sure I am yearning
A fidelity and for bid and yearning
Expell this citation
And fortake the end of the mold

Can you hear me?!
Sweat on the brow of what I have designed
Can you hear me?!
See for the time of which I'd die
Can you hear me?!
Blood on the face of the bread winners tie
Sweat on the face of the white eyed desire

Skyscraper signals
Whisper the ideals of Marx and Engels
Rushed out with genseng
Who's faces will be burning coals
And through I am burning
(unclear)
I'll fill your pockets with candy
So that for once I may dance
Can you hear me?!
Sweat on the brow of what I have designed
Can you hear me?!
See for the time of which I'd die
Can you hear me?!
Blood on the face of the bread winners tie..
Sweat on the face of the white eyed desire

I feel I am yearning
Now I can see myself burning
Yes, I feel I am yearning
Now I see myself burning
Now i can see myself burning
And I feel myself burning
I can see myself...
Yes, I can see myself burn, I'm burning
I am burning