Sickness infects mankind
Six billion ulcers
They‘re howling and praying for remission and resort

Somebody got pissed of somebody else
So somebody pulled the trigger to piss back to somebody, too

A fatal situation just out of control
A question of time and sanity plays no role
The shit will be served
The party can start
Come inside and delight in the world‘s coming end

Outside complete chaos
They run to survive
A little bit of downfall made them all go haywire
They just can‘t it bear... They just can‘t accept
That the end is still near and they‘re already dead

Inside downfall party
At the most we would run
For more icecold free beer or a girl‘s nicely butt
What more should I tell now
What more shall I say?