Hell Is a Paradise Songtext
von Beehoover

My dearest fellow chosen ones
We′re gathered here to renew our awareness
That in days of yore
We've become something special
That we are not those to dwell undignified
Not those to slog
Not those to clean their dirty hands
In a deep sea of mediocrity


Us, the pure
Us, the knowing
We shape the world
By the laws of tradition

We must renew the awareness of our class
The way we are empowered to
By the unwritten laws of tradition
Erase the unwritten laws of tradition

There was never more beginning than now
All future is born today
All past died yesterday
Our heart is paradise
In the heart of hell is paradise