Nachbeben English translation
von Alligatoah

I fire
I fire
I fire

I fire up the sickest video content
Jihadi John shit, eFukt and bondage
See articles about wars and conflict
My facial expression is like a wall of concrete

Because I've seen everything
Except perhaps a man
Eating his own head
At least so far, nothing shocks me

I wear my sunglasses in the darknet, yeah
incognito-tabs, the agony of choice
I'm a spartian, because only with a thick skin
I won't become a black sheep on the job market

Because I work like a dog, to earn the dough
And then I can afford things like burnout therapies
Good ketamines to evil games
Is the surpreme discipline


In the kitchen at night with the psycho-terrorist
I becoma a poet, we only talk in smear poetry
Because I live in a relationship of verbal bullet belts
It would not be love if we didn't hate each other

These grimace-book comments
Are my bedtime stories
And then smash the keys
As if I was practising for Wacken [festival] (11)

Our head is made of steel, we are hard
Until we lay down at night, aftershocks
Only a shock, but years later still
Our hearts are porcelain stores, aftershocks

Watch out for your soul
Aftershocks
Watch out for your soul

Yeah
(yeah yeah)
(Aftershocks)
I push
I push
I push


I push the button - HIroshima
Another trauma, oopsie daisy
Seal it with Heisenberg-crystals (pshht)
We have to party really hard until we fall (push, push)

I scroll a century in a fraction
Of a second into my subconscious
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The mood at home like in the Führer-bunker - poison
So I work another hour overtime
With a tired tunnel vision, no matter if the boss insults me (whatever)
Only 36 years until retirement

Of course, I can cook up a kidney and an egg (yes, yes)
I can do everything except say "no"
One day, they say your dreams will come true
I hope not, my dreams are black - good night

Our head is made of steel, we are hard
Until we lay down at night, aftershocks
Only a shock, but years later still
Our hearts are porcelain stores, aftershocks

Watch out for your soul
Aftershocks
Watch out for your soul

Despite a life of torture scenes
I have no dasting lamage, er, lasting damage
Only in the neck muscles an occasional twitch (whatever)

I won the lottery, I am with a model
On our honeymoon, I am really impressed
I have to bear costs, hit by lightning
With a broken neck, well its no broken leg (true)

And as I am pondering things with an empty gaze
I suddenly notice I am beating my child
All while making noises like a Pinscher male
"Everything okay?" "I'm just tired!"

I thought my life would turn towards greatness
But I am furious in un-retirement (so true)
I'm like: "What's done is done, so?"
My soul's like: "objection!"

Our head is made of steel, we are hard
Until we lay down at night, aftershocks
Only a shock, but years later still
Our hearts are porcelain stores, aftershocks

Watch out for your soul
Aftershocks
Watch out for your soul (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Watch out for your soul (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Aftershocks
There's no prothesis for this

(Aftershocks)