Omnipresent secret Omnipresent urge Wild women, wild stress Away and back upstairs: A cry Omnipresent longings Omnipresent s** Hospital wake up Wake up, torn And in a state of mourning And lay them down to awake no more Blonde goddess is a burden Blonde goddess is your foe Two k**ers are her legs And taking a walk and a razor blade Putting on that blade You make slices of your arms Curse and hiss Greedy males want a blonde affair They play a role in their lowest dreams And no excuse No excuse For what we've done for how we look For what we are For our neglecting the female dream Afraid of the naked No less of your foes Behold the masculine urge Basical lust rules men Try to erase that! There are two wild captains The chiefs of their (own) crowds Each other's number one But just having s** with their inferiors Avoiding to meet and avoiding to feel jealous Don't sound so afraid No ship we will sail That reaches the beaches of glee The princess of lust can't be touched This lust is the sick and the wild So cut off their tails, the greedy All those randy males want nothing else but f** They are making the world shake In their normal s** rhythm And now I would wish you to find a ma** A k**er front That cuts off tails That k**s all males k**s their lust