Flip the switch and turn malign
The devil has your new designs
In the mountains make your kill
You have got the nerve and will
When you’re done, don’t bother me
Yours the face I shall not see
You who alternate and swing
Like a bird, be on the wind
You could explain, you pity lack
Evoking memories too black
I forgave you three times ten
I won’t forgive your hurts again
You are not the only man
Who thinks the world for him is run
