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?