I kept running in the woods
As fast as the ancients could
Could not fight these kinds of beasts

Who live for gigantic feasts
I don't want 'em to cut my hair
My strength would fall from my head

Changing the way I speak
Until I'm becoming weak


We'll be reborn (Kluskap O'Kom! )
Behind the sun (Kluskap O'Kom! )
Just like the storm (Kluskap O'Kom! )

Will ever come (Kluskap O'Kom! )

There goes the self-esteem

In the fumes of gasoline