Bang, bang, to your right and to your left
No more decencies in the lifes of the dead
Your habitat now is no more
We came, we saw, we conquered all
That you have been and ever will be
In this precious time on earth
In the eyes of the conqueror
You are worth not more, not less
Than the average soldier
Of an army that has come to take you
Down, down
Like the bottom of the ocean
Down, down
Go down in your devotion
Down, down
Go where you belong
Down, down
This is a reality check
Most of them don't even live before death
But you know, there is not much left to be said
With a knife on my throat and a gun on my head
But you know, there is not much left to be said
With a knife on my throat and a gun on my head
I know
That you wanna go
But I won't let you go, no I won't take you home
You know
That you won't leave
You know
That you'll never see
The place
Where all your life you belonged
The place
Where you feel your interior bond
To the things you love and the things you hate
But at least
Boredom is not your only fate
You stay, we leave
You die, we grieve
The self-proclaimed god got a grip of you
Treating all of you like puppets 'til you finally do
What he thinks he could control, what he thinks that brings joy
To the bloodshot eyes of the dead inside
Go down in the eyes of the conqueror
You're worth nothing
I am your arch enemy
I'm the Domitor