Giving birth, to my whole art Benign malignant, different tissues A tumor that really grows up, like a big bang I feel god committing suicide After the orgasm in the seventh day I feel that I care to judge The highest painting of the existence Carry on carry on, I only think to carry on In a movie without, a visible happy end All my dangerous life Working stiff under fire Carry on carry on Do the greatest masterpiece Go ahead, tear me down Because you can't feel me Go ahead, tear me down I'm every kind of art I expose, the genuine pest note Note by note, in this heavy riff It sounds like the loudest shout In the space emptiness I feel the scarification of the innocence Being sung everyday I draw a hitler's portrait To be awarded in your sunday tv show One, comma, six, one! So, I m, per, fect!