Decorate our predators
Annihilate the competitors
So much hate for the creditors
We all laugh at the underdog
We’re all plastered in coverall
To cover up the incurable

We all look for the quickest way
Take cover from the ricochet
It’s the living dead giveaway

Steam rises
From the seem of the horizon

Take shots at the bull’s eye
At a hot caravanserai
This is not what we had in mind

But the price is sensible
Not too reprehensible
If you calculate the principle

Insane if you think about it
No way to get around it
A lot of points that should’ve counted
Steam rises
From the seem of the horizon
Like a beam, a bolt of lightning
Such a scream of pure excitement
Steam rises
From the seem of the horizon
Like a beam, a bolt of lightning
Such a scream of pure excitement

Steam rises