If I leave, ie wars and symphonies,
They are taking place here,
And so the aspic, cold and lonely, you feel good,
Finally be here again to perch

Before I served well, should be sent to hell
If you always have a cold heart (...), and songs colder
Will make us play a song of pure romance,
Stop your feet and clap your hands.
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all that you are not a normal guy
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you are not the normal type,
Let's kill tonight

(...) Before that, what else is sent to hell
If you always have a cold heart (...), and songs colder
Will make us play a song of pure romance,
Stop your feet and clap your hands

Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you are not the normal type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you are not the normal type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you are not the normal type,
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight,
Show them all you are not the normal type,
Let's kill tonight