This Reich is hungry and holds the reins In my lux I feel you fall from the clouds In my lux Ich Bin a victim of Reich They are the rulers, they are the fame Old snakes of plaster jewelled up on the head Old day of disaster, new day to be clown This is my deep inside Very well My deep inside burns Very well They are the rulers, they are the fame This Reich is hungry and holds the reins In my lux I feel you fall from the clouds In my lux ich bin a victim of Reich This is my deep inside Very well My deep inside burns Very well