Poisonous flowers of violence grow And prosper everywhere ♪ No prophets left to see the crime No one feels the pain done Like a mountain stream Violence devours the stone ♪ Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crush the roots I will never forget your boots On my face, on my face ♪ I grow a tree of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And then I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots ♪ My tree springs up from all the dark I cherish it with silent notes And then, I harvest all its fruits My needs are never satisfied ♪ Poisonous flowers of violence Grow and prosper everywhere ♪ Inglorious powers burn the crown They meanly crush the roots I will never forget your boots On my face, on my face ♪ I grow a tree of the blackest seeds I water it with violent deeds And then I harvest all the thoughts I turn them into bloody spots