My life is a constant battle
An observation by the ones I have left behind
He who got the power to see the spirit
Is the one who reads your epitaph

Evil spirit behind my back
Swampy days were made for me

Twisted psychology in my mind
My world of domination
I can´t see myself as others see me
The one who burns and then is reborn

Evil spirit behind my back
Swampy days were made for me

In those days of "knowledge is power"
Their advice was good as usual
I clear my mind with a machine gun
And give my brains to the garbageman

Evil spirit behind my back
Swampy days were made for me