Death comes mounted on a horse Iron and pain Bringing despair and destruction The heavens spit Fire On the people of the sun A small egg, this demon of Venerated on our heads The green fire in our sun shines Read more splendor than But death and pain Iron bird Fenix's death Presents us with your child from pain I am not an alien I am not an alien I am not an alien How many times say! Hi-Ro-Shi-MAAa Iron bird Fenix's death Presents us with your child from pain I am not an alien I am not an alien I am not an alien How many times say! Paul Tibbets a good man, good soldier Bold, cold heart Has no mercy Have no feelings Pure fiction, alienation, stupidly I do not want to burn I do not want to burn I do not want to burn In the green hell