Music/Arrangement: Siedler/Schulze-Biermann Lyrics: Siedler/Klobucar Do you have the capability to give life to someone who’s supposed to die? So why do you think you’re supposed to kill a man who has the right to live? Since the beginning of mankind, wars have been fought. Exhilaration of success – blood for the gods. Extinction of people some fuckers did hate, Our planet’s a death-cell – we disintegrate. So tell me: what is this thing that makes you hate People who deserve a right for existence? Why are you destroying their sentience? Does it feel good to destroy a creation of god? About a murderer – about a man without morals. About a coward – about you! About a murderer… Aggression is growing deep inside you. Your eyes seeing red, pain’s going through your veins. Blood turns to ice as cold as the bullet Which blows out the brains of the rival you’ve chosen In your right hand a gun, In your left hand a knife. The right’s for your son, The left’s for your wife. How much time will it take, I’m asking you, ‘Till you’ll understand what’s wrong And what’s true? You’ve sickened the air, We are breathing, You damaged the world, Where we are living in. About a murderer…