Slaves Of Hate - Die Apokalyptischen Reiter

Don’t lookin' for any master, don’t need an idol,

Goin' on my own way, don’t know where.

I try to live, but I almost choked on it.

Wolves attack me (fall upon me) tearing my soul.

Slaves of hate

No light in the darkness, no aim without hope

Defeated by the game of violence.

Gears are working monotonously

Systems work continuously, but nobody knows

How long?

My courage is crushed, my hope, my fears too.