Fixed in an iron cage,
Useless legs, useless eyes
You're here to procreate
No one is seeing you, uterus will be enough
Feel your children, almost dead children
Blood will flow for you
Freed from your burden, a clone is taking over
Bury our heads in the sand
Useless legs, useless eyes
Blood will flow for you, fat guy
Consciousness is safe.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN