Über den Fluss
He woke up, as his "flesh fell off (...)
Slice by slice (...)
Floating high up in the air
More than ten-thousand miles"
He said, he "was crucified underneath a baneful sky"
HAD "nails through feet and hands",
Yes, also nails in his eyes
"In defiance of all living things" he hanged there "upside down"
His poor, vicious face "almost touching the ground"
He knows well where he's been...-
Don't let him in!!!

He claimed "twelve-thousand crucifixes transformed
into distorted sombre trees
Blood ran down their scarred trunks
Gushed slowly dripping out of the leaves
The offering gathered in a chalice, all gold, and
Held by the dirty hands of a black-bearded man...
His face sheer spitefulness (...) "
He knows well where he's been;
So, don't let him, don't let him in, don't let him, don't let him in, don't let him, don't let him in...-
DON'T LET HIM IN!!!