There he is, man in masque... Human bird of prey Like the plague he elevates From the sewers of decay Sharpened claws, noble face... Impeccable facade Merciless and grim; The bird of prey
Fog and night, Berlin square... A demon in the street The czar of blood appears With a tongue so black and sweet Crooked smile, a butcher's knife... A crying moon betrays Who is there to save you From the bird of prey?
A bed of roses and glass... Winter months they pass I'm drowning like a little girl in May A sharp smell of Cologne I'm dying here alone Is all this beauty just for me?