The Enemy Songtext
von Impure Wilhelmina

Enemy of man
Enemy of life
Enemy of trees
Enemy of children
Enemy of swans

Enemy of faith
Enemy of grace
Enemy of girls
Enemy of mothers
Queens of this world

I will not stand for love and honey
I will only hate you all
′til my body wants to die
'til my body needs to die


Enemy of peace
Enemy of light
Enemy of stars
And of creation
Enemy of art

Enemy of fear
Enemy of pain
Enemy of God
Enemy of Satan
Lord of this world

I will not stand for greed and money
I will only lose it all
′til my body wants to die
'til my body needs to die

Must we really accept this world?
Is not this torrent much too cold?
We are kids that just get old
You are broke and unemployed
Yet you think that you are
Preserved from the deadly storm
But I know that we are defenceless