Текст песни Otto Dix - Iron Rod

The iron rod broke my ridge
For refusing to pray
For breaking my vow
Looking at masked faces

Iron rod broke my lips
So that I can only whimper, sobbing
So I never forgot the taste of blood
To not be able to talk about paradise

Bloody tears flow from my eyes
from wild laughter over this misery
An iron rod fell out of my hands
Oh, how pleased God is with such a punishment!

Iron rod broke my elbows
For the fact that my hands did not take
The executioner's ax is a symbol of light forces.
For throwing away a piece of rusty steel

Iron rod pierced my heart
For daring it will not be humble
With the fact that the stone replaced him
With the fact that it stopped beating

Bloody tears flow from my eyes
from wild laughter over this misery
An iron rod fell out of my hands
Oh, how pleased God is with such a punishment!

Bloody tears flow from my eyes
from wild laughter over this misery
An iron rod fell out of my hands
Oh, how pleased God is with such a punishment!