Oh, in one's hands firmly reins
Of my intentions I want to have
And everything human, inferior, moral
To pulverize in me

And to throw up this poison
The compulsory mental nourishment
Which devours me and holds me
{ From: http://www.elyrics.net }
Out of fetters, I tear myself off
Not longer!

I'd obliterate billions of nits
In the form of global disaster
I'd delouse the Earth Mother from mankind
by fatal collapse!