Masterplan

Foll moon on the rise

and everyone has a feeling

deep down inside there is genocide

presented as a masterplan

Mother, offer your daughter

and Father, give your son

lovers rip each others lips and oil up the guns

the beast is loose among the swans

feathers fill the air

Papers write: "apocalypse"

how to feel and what to wear -

Blame is put first on left, then right

conservatives and queers

Goddamn pornovangelist

drove sweet grandma to tears

As generals replace presidents

we feast on our despair

blood drowns Los Angeles,

Moscow and Marseilles